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I've had thoughts of this in the past, but I was curious when I thought of it again and would like your opinion. A few years ago I believe I mentioned about writing non-expansion stories. Now to clarify I'm still going to write expansion stories, BUT I've had thoughts of possibly making another DA account and writing other types of stories also.

That's just summing it up briefly, but that's basically what I had in mind. I've had ideas and thoughts about writing love stories or just random adventure stories, for example. So while this account would be for expansion, my other one would be for non-expansion stories. It's not that I don't like expansion because I love it and it's a lot of fun, but I'd like to possibly mix things up and try something new every now and then.

So upon stating everything above, hypothetically, I was wondering what types of genres you feel people read and write about the most on DA? Again, I'm not saying I'll create an account and just start writing and blah blah blah....I'm thinking about it. At the very least I'm considering it, and was just wondering which genre(s) you guys thought people typically enjoy reading and writing about the most on here (other than expansion ;p), because that would help me determine what I may like to write about if I decide to go through with this idea. Thanks in advance for your help! :) :tighthug:


I've had thoughts of this in the past, but I was curious when I thought of it again and would like your opinion. A few years ago I believe I mentioned about writing non-expansion stories. Now to clarify I'm still going to write expansion stories, BUT I've had thoughts of possibly making another DA account and writing other types of stories also.

That's just summing it up briefly, but that's basically what I had in mind. I've had ideas and thoughts about writing love stories or just random adventure stories, for example. So while this account would be for expansion, my other one would be for non-expansion stories. It's not that I don't like expansion because I love it and it's a lot of fun, but I'd like to possibly mix things up and try something new every now and then.

So upon stating everything above, hypothetically, I was wondering what types of genres you feel people read and write about the most on DA? Again, I'm not saying I'll create an account and just start writing and blah blah blah....I'm thinking about it. At the very least I'm considering it, and was just wondering which genre(s) you guys thought people typically enjoy reading and writing about the most on here (other than expansion ;p), because that would help me determine what I may like to write about if I decide to go through with this idea. Thanks in advance for your help! :) :tighthug:
I'm VERY pleased to say that I've gotten a start on Part Three, and progress is being made. It seemed like I'd never get any free time to write. I have the main idea already in mind, but there's still a little planning that needs to be done. I may have mentioned before but I don't anticipate Part Three to be too lengthy. But who knows. It may not take as long as I thought to write, or it may take longer. That I'm not quite sure of at this time. However, once I complete it, I will be able to write random stories, and I've got a few in mind! So that I am looking forward to quite a bit. I'm sort of using that as a drive to finish Part Three (kind of like an added incentive, I guess).

Part Three is where everything comes to an end and we find out MANY things, so your questions should be answered. I've even gotten some notes about how great the story is and how much they can't wait for Part Three. So that's lifted my spirits quite a bit as well :dance:

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Kingdom Of Salador
Part Two: Just A Little Top-Heavy

“Should we take our chances?”

“Yes. Just see what you can find out. If anything goes wrong, just cast one of your spells so she swells up and can't move. Then all you have to do is just get her here.”

“All right. I'll see what I can find out.”

“Oh, and Katrina? If you feel she's lying, or just giving you a hard it anyways.”

Katrina nodded and then snapped her fingers, teleporting back to the house. She looked around and saw that Clara and I weren't there, so she walked out the front door and headed for the bakery.

Clara and I were walking downtown. It was early in the morning, perhaps around eight o'clock. Vendors set up their stands as the day was about to begin. We headed to the bakery where Clara worked and since I had nowhere to be, I told her I'd help.

Once we got there Clara got busy making some bread. I cleaned the shelves and swept the floors. I made sure that everything was displayed perfectly and was spotless.

Clara walked out from the back room, “Hey, Janelle. Here, have a cookie.”

“Sweet, thanks!” I took a bite. “Hmmmm....this tastes a bit different than I'm used to. Then again, you don't have modern baking products so I suppose that's expected. Still, it's not bad. Whatever it is....”

“The bread tastes much better. Here, try some.”

She gave me a piece of bread, “You're right, the bread tastes better. What do you use?”

“Can't tell you,” she smiled. “It's a seeeecreeetttt.”

“Secret bread? Haha, okay, Clara.”

The front door opened and in walked Katrina. She had a stern look on her face as if she were on a mission. Once our eyes met I could see a faint grin on her face. She walked over to me, “Hello, Janelle. Sleep well?”

“I actually did, yes! I'm here helping Clara as a way to say thanks for letting me stay with you two.”

“I see. said you arrived in a....time machine?”

“Yeah. You built it.”

“Uh-huh. And where is this supposed 'time machine'? Is it still here?”

“Yeah, it's out in the woods somewhere. I had to walk a little ways just to get here. But this man helped me, so I was thankful to see him.”

“Man? What man?”

“His name was Daniel. Why?”

“No reason,” Katrina turned around and walked out the door.

“I don't think you should talk to Katrina,” Clara said hesitantly.

“Why? She's the only person that can get me out of here.”

Clara walked up to me and looked into my eyes, “You don't understand. She's not on your side. She works for Sabrina. I'm sure Sabrina gave her orders to find out something you know, or where you've been....something.”

“Wait, how do you know that?”

“She's told me what she does from time to time, like finding out who people are. I think it's just so they have an idea of what kind of person you are before they accept you and let you live here.”

“But I don't want to live here. I need Katrina to get home.”

“I'm afraid you can't trust her. At least not right now. Everything you've told her before, I'm sure she's told Sabrina. And what you just said now will probably make its way to Sabrina soon.”

“Well, can I talk to Sabrina then? Maybe she could help?”

“As if you'd even get close to her....she's guarded up in the castle.”

I sighed, “I think I'll have to try my luck with the time machine then. She didn't show me how to work the buttons, though. I guess I'll have to take a look at it.”

“Chances are she'll find it before you do.”

“You'll have to help me beat her to it, then. C'mon, let's go!”

“Well, we can't be too long! I'm supposed to open the store up soon!”

“I'll take the blame if we're not back in time to open,” I rolled my eyes. “Let's GO!”

Clara locked the door and followed me. We hurried down the pathway and out towards Daniel's store. We headed for the open field and then towards the treeline. Backtracking wasn't too hard once I saw Daniel's plants in the back. From there it was fairly easy. We walked through the woods, ducking under some branches and stepping over fallen trees. I could see the time machine in the distance, but as we got closer I noticed that we weren't alone. There were a few knights setting up what looked like a campsite in front of it....but why?

“Wait,” Clara put an arm on my shoulder. “They know. You can't go there.”

“But....if Katrina's not going to help me then that is LITERALLY my only way out!”

“I understand. But you'll get caught. Think of it, why would they have knights guard this machine thing, hmmm? It's because they don't want anyone touching it. That means you. If they see you, you're as good as caught.”

“Not saying you're clueless where I'm from, but in this dimension you're actually more....what's the word....observant?”

“Well, thanks....anyways, let's head back to the bakery. We can think up a way to get you out of here.”

As we walked back we saw Katrina exit Daniel's store. We quickly hid behind some firewood and watched her look around. I could tell she was thinking to herself about something before she disappeared before our eyes.

“Where do you think she went?” I asked.

“Probably back to the castle to meet with Sabrina.”

“Let's go see Daniel real quick....I have a bad feeling about this.”

We walked into his store and looked around. He was busy cleaning a lantern. Once he heard our footsteps he turned around, “Oh, hello.”

“Hello, Daniel,” I replied. “We just saw Katrina leave. Do you know why she was here?”

“She asked me if I saw you and I told her I did. Then she asked where I saw you and I told her where. I don't understand why she wants to know.”

“Ah, that would explain the knights,” I turned to Clara. “She really wants me to be stuck here, doesn't she?”

“Before she left she said that if I saw you again to let her know. You didn't commit any crimes, did you? Because I don't want to get in any trouble for helping you....”

“No, not at all! All I did was just show up here randomly!”

“All right. Well. I won't say anything for now. But if she comes back I'm telling her the truth. I'm not getting my store taken away from me for nonsense.”

“Thank you,” I gave him a hug. “Don't worry, I won't bother you again. I can't come back here anyways. They know I was here.”

He nodded and went back to cleaning while we walked outside. I thought for a moment before turning to Clara, “Nobody's around....teleport back to the bakery?”

She nodded and snapped her fingers. The next thing I saw were the shelves I had cleaned and the broom I had leaned against the side of one of the tables. Clara went to unlock the front door, “Listen, may not be a good idea for you to be here.”

“You're right. Maybe I should look for Brad? I mean, he's the general....if I got to explain everything to him, maybe he'll believe me? I just need more time with him.”

“Maybe. But he could also tell Sabrina everything you tell him.”

“I guess I'll just have to take that risk,” I said. “I probably can't sleep at your house know, because of Katrina. I'm very thankful you let me stay the night. If something happens to me know that I'm thankful for your help. To talk to you I'll wait outside of that window at your house, you know, the one with the flower? So just check back there every little bit. It'd be a way to talk to you if I need your help without Katrina knowing.”

“Okay,” she nodded. “Good luck. I'll be here most of the day, though.”

I walked out from the bakery, watching as people passed me by. I didn't have anywhere I needed to be, so it's not like I was on a deadline. The only thing I could do was search for ways to get out of this strange place. Perhaps finding Brad would accomplish that.

Finding him was the tricky part. Since he was the general (and since I saw him at the bar before) it seemed like he walked around the town keeping an eye on everyone. Since I didn't know how big the town was to walk, finding him could be a hit or miss situation. I guess I'd just have to be at the right place at the right time.

As I reached an intersection in the path, I turned around the corner of a building and bumped into someone. My eyes widened once I saw who it was.

“Pandora? Is that you?”

She pushed me against the building, “How do you know my name?”

“Because we're friends?”

“I don't recall seeing you before. How do you know me?”

“Nevermind, it's a long story,” I sighed. “Have you seen Brad?”

“The general? Yeah. I saw him not too long ago. They seemed to be investigating a burglary down the path.”

“Okay, thanks!” I started jogging. “Sorry I can't chat at the moment, maybe I'll see you later, Pandora!”

This was my chance! If Brad was in the area, I could tell him everything and he could order the knights to let me into the time machine and I'll be on my way home in no time!

I was heading down a part of town I hadn't been through before, so everything I saw was new to me. New stores, new vendors, and new people for the most part. As I continued walking, I could see a few knights standing outside of one of the buildings off in the distance. As I got closer I spotted Brad talking to a woman with a few knights listening to their conversation.

“Excuse me, Brad. I don't mean to interrupt but may I have a word with you, please?” I asked.

“Sure, ma'am,” he turned to his fellow knights. “Help this woman out and I'll be back to follow-up with you two.”

“Hi, might remember me but-”

“Yeah, I remember you. How are you today?”

“I'm well, thanks for asking. I've got quite a story to tell you, though. Do you have some free time?”

“I believe so, yes. What's the problem, ma'am?”

I paused for a moment, “I'm not sure how to tell you everything so that you'll believe me, but I somehow arrived here from a time machine my friend built. Katrina was the one that built it. You know, the witch? Anyways, I've been seeing other friends of mine here and they don't know who I am, and I know this sounds crazy but you're actually my husband from where I'm from originally and for whatever reason things are just out of place here. Oh, and the machine I used to get here is being guarded by knights so I can't return home.”

He had a puzzled look on his face like he wasn't sure if he should believe me or if I were insane. Instead he replied calmly, “That's quite the story, ma'am.”

“I know. It sounds ridiculous, but it's true. I promise you. In whatever freak world I'm in, Katrina has been trying to pry information out from me and I'm worried she'll stop me from being able to return home! And I'm sure Sabrina knows all of this by now so she'll probably be after me too,” tears started rolling down my cheeks as I looked up at him. “And even you, my own husband, doesn't even know who I am.”

He put his arms around me and I hugged him close, “Ma'am? Uhmmm....if you'd like, I can bring you back to the castle and we can sort this all out there.”

“Yes. That would be lovely,” I replied.

I followed him, so I assumed the castle wasn't far away. This whole mess of a situation really gave me a headache. As we walked I could feel pressure within my body and I clutched my stomach. My robe started to tighten around me, with my hips, ass, breasts, and stomach all starting to gradually expand. I stood still and started panting. It was then that Brad turned around and saw what was happening. He looked around and saw Katrina off in the distance; she disappeared, then reappeared next to me with a smile on her face.

“So, what do we have here?”

“Nothing regarding you,” Brad replied. “Stop whatever spell you're casting, this woman has done nothing illegal.”

Upon his order my body stopped growing and receded back to its original proportions. Katrina seemed rather annoyed by him, but kept looking at me as if I were her test subject to cast spells on.

“Tell me what's going on here,” she asked sternly.

“You don't have the authority to speak to me with that tone,” he replied. He grabbed my hand and continued walking.

Katrina walked next to him, “Are you taking her to the castle? Because I'd be more than happy to assist you so you can do whatever you need to do.”

“Thanks, but that won't be necessary. This doesn't concern you. Now get out of my face, puppet. Have a nice day,” he turned the corner with me by his side. As I passed Katrina she gave me a look before adjusting her glasses and disappearing before my eyes.

“Wow. I've gotta admit....that was hot. Like, the way you protected me there.”

“Yeah. Well, you need my help, right?” he looked down at me and smiled. “I'm here to help.”

“Did you call her 'puppet'?”

“Oh, that? That's a nickname I gave her. After all, she does whatever Sabrina tells her to do, right?”

I couldn't help but laugh. It was one of the very few things I've been able to smile about since I showed up in this odd world. He seemed to enjoy my company as much as I did his.

“I can tell you like holding my hand,” I winked.

“Oh, uhhh, sorry about that,” he let go.

“No, that's perfectly fine,” I reached for his hand. “It's not a problem at all.”

At first I didn't notice but walking with a knight seemed to catch everyone's attention, especially when that knight was Brad. Women gave me looks as I walked by and I could tell they were jealous. I hadn't been here for long and I've probably gotten further than they had with him (even if it was only holding hands). Nevertheless, I smiled proudly. A few men greeted him and shook his hand. As he looked the other way Pandora walked up beside me and gave me a nudge.

“He taking you to the castle? If you can, find out where the kitchen is, or wherever they prepare food. I'd like to know.”

“What? Why?”

“Just do it if you can.”

Before I could ask anything else, she quickly walked in the opposite direction just as Brad looked my way. He smiled and told me that we were almost there, which was true. About ten minutes later he led me to an iron door that opened as we walked up to it. He walked me up a stairwell and into a room, where upon entering he lit a torch and walked around the room to light a few more. It was a fairly big room, with a large table in the center and a few bulky wooden chairs around it.

“This is where I meet with people, as you can tell. We're towards the back of the castle; that entrance isn't as crowded. Anyways, there shouldn't be anyone around....maybe one or two knights walking around but other than that, it's just us.”

I smiled, “Thank you.”

Moments later two knights walked in.

“Brad, we-....oh, sorry. You two about to....make love?”

“No, Elliot,” Brad laughed before leaning over and whispering. “You two are probably ruining my chances, though.”

Reilly erupted into a heavy laughter, “Sorry to impose on you and your lady friend, boss.”

Brad looked over at me and we both blushed.

“It's....quite all right. I'm just helping her out for a little bit. When I'm done I'll look for you guys, okay?”

“Yeah, whatever you say,” replied Elliot. “Though I'm sure you two will be longer than just a 'little bit'.”

“You continue 'helping her out' and we'll be in the area,” Reilly chuckled before pushing Elliot out of the room. “C'mon, go! They need their privacy!”

Brad turned to me and I could tell he was trying not to laugh, “I'm....sorry about that. Those two are total clowns. They like to mess with me whenever they get the chance. Though I'm not sure if this would be that great of a place know....since there's only wooden chairs and an old table.”

“It's all right,” I giggled. “It was cute.”

“Anyways, you said there were knights guarding this....machine thing?”

“Yeah. Clara and I went to take a look. You know Clara, right? Katrina's sister? She's helped me more than anyone since I've been her. I've always been able to trust her.”

“She's an angel,” he replied. “I don't trust her sister. I'm supposed to know what's going on so if something happens I can prepare my knights for it. But her and Sabrina often keep secrets from me, which I don't like.”

“Really? How do you know?”

“Well, it's been going on for a while. I've just noticed some things that nobody told me about before they did it. I probably shouldn't tell you this, but I feel that Sabrina is up to something....”

“Do you know what it is?”

“No, that's the thing. She's been acting a little different lately. Her and Katrina have had meetings just between the two of them. Something's gotta be up.”

“Clara might be able to help. I mean, she's often at the bakery but I'm sure she'd help if we needed her. As far as I know, she's the only one that knows magic other than Katrina.”

“That's true. We may need her at some point. But this is still just speculation. I've ordered some guards, including Elliot and Reilly, to keep an eye out for any suspicious activity from the queen. Within the coming days, we may have a full investigation on our hands.”

“Wow. This feels like one of those conspiracy movies where some evil villain has a big plan and people have to try to stop them!”

“A what?”

“Wait....nevermind,” I mumbled. “Movies don't exist yet....”

“Hey, boss!” Elliot poked his head in the doorway. The next thing we saw was Reilly shove him away while also looking into the room to see what we were doing.

“You know they won't leave us alone,” Brad shook his head. “I'm not really supposed to do this, but would you like a little tour of the castle? I can't take you everywhere obviously, but I can show you some rooms that most people don't get to see.”

“Sweet, that'd be cool!”

“Do you mind if I check you for weapons? I just need to make sure. Protocol.”

“Go ahead,” I replied.

He walked up to me and ran his hands along my arms then down my sides. He stopped at my hips, then continued down to my legs. He moved his hands up between my thighs before slowly circling my hips to my ass, where he hesitated for a couple of seconds.

I smiled, “You know, these robes don't have pockets back there....”

“Oh, uhm,” he stood upright. “Anyways, you're all set. Shall we begin?”

I giggled, “We shall.”

We headed out the door and down the hall. At the end of the hall he turned, “This is where we hold prisoners. There are a few other places around town, but this is where they go when we first catch them. From there, we determine their sentence and then ship them off. Now if we walk over here, this leads to another staircase. Now as you can see, as we walk up the stairs notice the quality of everything around you. Down there is mainly for prisoners and for meetings, so the queen feels it doesn't need to be as nice. But it gets better from here.”

Once we made it to the top we took a left and walked down the hallway. He pushed open a large door, “After you, madame.”

I smiled and walked in, instantly blown away by how beautiful the room looked. There was a large table in the center with what must've been over thirty chairs. Everything in the room was high quality (and looked quite expensive). The craftsmanship on the walls shined against the light coming in from the window, the table glistened, and even the rugs caught my eye with their colorful designs.

“This is where the queen eats her meals. As you can see, there's plenty of room for guests of hers. Many famous people have been inside this very room.”

“Whooooooaaaa, that's so cool!”

“Yes. Very very many people, indeed. I'd list them but it'd take a while. Plus, I don't want to leave anyone out.”

“Haha, that many people, huh?”

“Absolutely. Oh! Speaking of which, Clara sometimes bakes here. Like for special dinners and such, the queen has her prepare dinner. She's a VERY good cook.”

“I know she is. She makes really good cakes and cookies and cupcakes and all that, you name it. Though here in this world I don't think you are able to make those....or have them taste as good as I know them to be.”

At that moment he smiled and looked down into my eyes, “You know, even though I saw you at the bar, you do look familiar....”

I got closer to him without saying a word. He then put an arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him. He leaned in and I put my hands on his cheeks as he kissed me, much to the surprise of Elliot and Reilly who took a moment to watch while they casually walked down the hallway.

He picked me up and set me down on the table; his hands started to roam from my hips and to my backside and I couldn't help but smile.

“Something wrong?” he asked.

“No, I just knew you'd go right to my ass. It's like your go-to move,” I chuckled.

“Oh. Is that okay?”

“You're my husband, why would I be upset about that? You can slap and squeeze my booty for as long as you'd like!”

With his hands on my ass, he smiled and we continued to kiss. I wrapped my arms around him, and at the corner of my eyes I could see both Reilly and Elliot quickly look inside the room each time they walked in front of the doorway while pacing outside in the hall.

A door opened from the far end of the room and Sabrina walked in. Once she saw us she rolled her eyes and folded her arms, “C'mon, Brad. People eat at this table. Though I don't sit where you two are anyways, so I don't really care. Do that elsewhere.”

It was the first time I had seen Sabrina since I arrived here, and I was about to say something but Brad quickly covered my mouth, “Shhhh, don't say anything.”

“You two need to go. Katrina and I are about to have a meeting.”

“Fine,” he replied. He lifted me off the table and led me over to the doorway.

Right on cue, Katrina appeared in the room and walked over to Sabrina, “Sorry I'm a little late. I tried finding that woman but I didn't see her at all. Last I knew she was with Brad.”

“You're right on time. As for the woman....” Sabrina gave her a questionable look and pointed over at us as we exited the room. “Is that her?”

Katrina's eyes lit up, “Yes, that's her! GUARDS! GUARDS! Apprehend that woman!”

Within seconds, knights swarmed the area. A few ran out from the room Sabrina had entered from, and others ran out from rooms throughout the hallway. There was no escaping.

Elliot and Reilly were the first on scene (which wasn't much of a surprise to me) and grabbed my arms. I struggled to get away but couldn't. They brought me back inside the room where Sabrina and Katrina stood waiting.

“So,” Sabrina scoffed. “You're the spy I've heard about, huh? Trying to cause trouble? It's rather moronic of you to just give yourself up like this.”

“B-b-but I'm not a spy! I promise! Katrina has been filling your head with nonsense!”

“The only nonsense here is you,” she replied.

“We can take her down to the cell, if you'd like,” one of the guards said.

“No, that's fine. I'm getting ready for lunch. I'd like for her to join me.”

“But....we need to get information out of her.”

“There's no rush, thank you. The rest of you can go back to what you were doing,” Sabrina then turned to Brad. “So....the general is romantically involved with a spy. For someone in your position, this is not good.”

“She said she needed help, so I was trying to help her. She had no weapons on her because I checked, and she made no attempt to run away or anything like that. I brought her back to the castle so that we could settle a burglary that had taken place at her store. A lot of things were taken so I was going to write up an inventory of what was missing. If you need proof just go downtown and you'll see that a store was broken into not too long ago.”

“Yeah. Right. For now, she's staying here. Besides, who wouldn't want to eat a meal with the queen?” Sabrina smiled and walked over to her seat at the far end of the table.

Two men and four women entered the room and sat down at the table near Sabrina. I couldn't tell if they were famous or important people or not, but I figured that not everyone gets invited to eat with the queen, right? So in some way, they must've been of at least some importance.

“Katrina, our little meeting will have to be postponed for a short time. There are ears in the room that we just can't have around. So after our meal, Brad and the woman will be sent elsewhere,” Sabrina said.

“My name is Janelle, and whatever you're trying to hide from everyone will be found out eventually. You can't keep secrets like this!”

The others that had joined the table gave Sabrina a few looks, wondering what I had meant by that. Katrina then cast a spell and I froze in place. I couldn't move, and I couldn't speak. She walked over to me with a very austere appearance, “Don't talk to the queen like that.”

She then snapped her fingers and the spell wore off. I gave her a look and laughed, “What's it like being Sabrina's puppet?”

Katrina pushed me into one of the chairs, “Sit down and be quiet.”

She walked over and sat near Sabrina. I sat down and was at least ten chairs away from the closest person. Brad sat down next to me. I looked over and saw two men (what looked to be the chefs) bring out trays of food and set them down on the table. From what I could see, there was corn, peas, carrots, and other various vegetables.

Two women entered and walked straight up to the table, placing a little bit of everything on their plate. I found it rather odd Sabrina wasn't saying anything to them. Regardless, they started eating while they stood on the side of the table.

“Really?” Katrina questioned. “Testers? It's just vegetables.”

“You can never be so sure,” Sabrina replied. “Besides, we're paying them, correct?”

Considering they had a little bit of everything on the platter, they finished fairly quickly. One of them picked up her plate but froze in place, dropping it to the floor while the other stood by the table and started to pant. They both clutched their stomachs and Sabrina, as well as her guests, began to take notice.

It started off as more of a surprise before it turned into a shocker. Changes between both women had already started to take place; their breasts started to grow underneath their robes. I couldn't tell if anything else was happening to them just yet, but I looked around the room for anything out of place. The only person I knew that could do this was Katrina, but she wouldn't waste her time going after Katrina's taste-testers. Clara could've done this, but I didn't see her as the one behind this (it's not in her personality to do such a thing, anyways). Although it was a quick assumption I figured it had to be someone I didn't know of or perhaps someone that Katrina OR Sabrina didn't know of, like an outside source for magic. But if Katrina and Clara weren't the only ones capable of magic, that brought up many other questions.

Their robes started to stretch apart as their cleavage became more visible, and a few groans could be heard. They reached up and squeezed their growing breasts together, completely ignoring all the eyes that were watching them. Some of the guards smiled and whispered to one another while their robes tightened across their bosom.

As I watched, a thought came to mind. Could Pandora have done this? After all, she asked about the kitchen here....was she able to get in? Was she the one that put whatever it was onto the food hoping that Sabrina would be the one that ate it?

Brad stood up and pointed to two other guards, and the three of them quickly headed back towards the kitchen to see if they could find the one behind this. I sat there quietly and watched everything transpire. Each woman looked like they were smuggling two cantaloupes under their robes. I was curious to see how this was done, whether it be magic, a potion, or even some natural ingredient that caused a reaction.

As their boobs grew bigger, the tops of their robes were being separated while the string around their waists pulled tighter. They cupped their breasts in horror as they looked around the room for help. I'm sure (actually, I KNOW) Katrina could help them, but she found this to be entertaining. I had known her long enough to know how she thinks and typically acts, but I think the reason behind her sitting back to watch is because of her curiosity. If she had no part in this, perhaps she was looking for signs or clues that would hint towards who (or what) maybe have caused this.

With their robes opening up, I could see their nipples poking into the fabric as they stood erect. With what started as an unfortunate “taste-test” gone wrong, turned into seemingly a very pleasurable occurrence. Their breasts swelled out from their robes and into the open, promptly receiving views from mostly everyone in the room, even myself. Sabrina stood up and looked at the two women before her, thinking that what was happening to them almost happened to her. With their breasts quickly expanding, the added weight caused both women to inadvertently fall forward onto the table. Resting their breasts on the table relieved some stress their backs had started to endure, but it felt rather awkward for them. They could feel their breasts swell up and glide further across the table, growing over plates and knocking over cups and bowls of fruits. They hugged their boobs the best they could, hoping to ease their growth but bowl after bowl kept knocking over. Katrina rolled her eyes and finally stepped in to help them, whispering some words to herself and waving her hands. Moments later the two women finally stopped growing, but were left with very large breasts (I wasn't even sure they could walk with those).

“A-a-are you gonna shrink them back to normal?” one of them asked, clutching her large bust.

“Meh....maybe in a bit. I've got to find out who caused this.”

“B-but you can help us, right? Please do it now before you leave!” the other woman spoke up.

“You're taste-testers. You get paid to do this type of stuff. Just be patient. I'll be back shortly,” Katrina hurried off to look for Brad and the guards in the kitchen.

I watched both women cup their breasts and back away from the table. Their legs wobbled underneath them and as they took a few steps, the slight momentum was enough to send them falling forward. They fell onto the floor with their heads buried inside their cleavage as they bounced onto their boobs. I tried not to laugh, but I'm sure anyone could tell I was smiling even with my hand over my mouth.

Brad returned and walked over to Sabrina, “We didn't find anyone.”

“WHAT? What the hell?”

“They must've escaped, or they weren't anywhere near here to begin with. Would you like us to search the castle?”

The other guards returned with Katrina following behind them. Sabrina looked at each of them and then turned her heads towards me, “No. I believe we found the perpetrator. Lock her up!”

The guards rushed over to me and grabbed my arms, “Hey, let me go!”

“I should've known by that accent of yours that you weren't from around here,” Sabrina stated. “At least you won't be able to spy on us any longer.”

“What? I'm from the UK. I was born in London!”

Sabrina gave me a look, “London? Never heard of it.”

I looked at her puzzling, “You've never heard of it?”

“Yeah, that's what I said. Now guards, please lock her up.”

The guards easily picked me up by my arms and carried me out of the room. I kicked my feet and tried to get free, “I DIDN'T DO IT! IT WASN'T ME! YOU'VE GOT THE WRONG PERSON!”

My words fell on deaf ears and Sabrina rolled her eyes and folded her arms.

“Sabrina, she's not the one that did this. I can promise you that. She was with me this whole time and was always in my sight. She didn't even take a step into the kitchen!”

“That's fine, Brad. I appreciate your concern. But we got her now and that's all that matters,” Sabrina was escorted out of the room by three guards.

He sighed and hung his head before exiting the room. He slowly walked back towards the holding cell where a couple minutes later, he found me standing there by myself, “Sabrina didn't listen to me. I told her you didn't do this but she just doesn't listen to me at times....”

“I know. It's okay.”

“You may have to stay here for a bit, you know, just to shut Sabrina up. Once I can prove to her you're innocent then you'll be let go. But just to keep her quiet for the time-being, sit tight and you'll be out of here soon enough. Okay?”

“Okay, Brad. Thank you.”

“Also, you said that Clara was helpful?”

“Yes, she was.”

“Would you like for me to stop by and let her know you're here? She can come visit you if you'd like. I could let her know tomorrow morning. I'd go now but I've got to write up a report. I can't leave anyways, because we have someone locked up.”

“Yes! That would be great. Please do. And I understand.”

He nodded and walked down the hall. I believed he would do whatever he could to get me out of here, but I didn't know how much longer I had before something happened to the machine. For all I knew, they could've set it on fire already or could've completely bashed it into pieces! Or whatever the power supply was for it could be fading away....Katrina never really mentioned that, either.

I felt like it was a race against time, and that's how I felt ever since I arrived here. It seemed like one thing after another that got in the way and held me back. I paced around in my cell as I thought, then leaned against the bars. I sighed and folded my arms.

* * * * Later that night * * * *

“Do you think we're ready?” asked Katrina. “We're about a week early than what our original plans were.”

“I believe so. We've already scouted various areas. All we have to do is make the announcement tomorrow morning,” replied Sabrina. “Catching this spy put everything into motion earlier than expected. It needs to be done.”

“You do know that once you go through with this, there's no going back, right?” Katrina warned. “There may be a target on your back from the other kingdoms because of this....”

“I know. I understand that,” Sabrina paced around the room and looked out the window at the full moon. She then turned back towards Katrina. “I'll give the order tomorrow morning. We're going to war.”

To Be Continued
Kingdom Of Salador: Part Two
After a long wait, here's the second installment of Kingdom Of Salador! It took a while to write, and I would've liked to have posted this much sooner but life got in the way. Regardless, it's finally posted and I can get started on part three soon! I'm really liking the progression of the story and it sets up part three really well, which I'm looking forward to writing.

Things really start to unfold in this chapter, too! Plus, we finally get to see what Sabrina has been up to! I hope reading this and part one have got you guys thinking and curious about part three. There are a few hints dropped in here and there that you may have caught. Also, we get appearances from the two contest winners (Elliot and Reilly), which turned out to be quite hilarious (it was for me, anyways) :lmao:

Hope everyone is enjoying the story, and be careful about the food! Leave it to the taste-testers ;) :evillaugh::lol:

Here's part one: Kingdom Of Salador: Part One
All right. Well, I now believe I made a mistake in deciding to write Kingdom Of Salador. I love the concept of the story, but it's put me in a corner that doesn't allow me to write what I want to write (like the random short stories you're used to seeing from me). Since I started this series, I've been trying to write it up and complete it, but it's been very difficult for me to find the time to write. I haven't really rushed myself because I've learned that rushing a story is not a wise thing to do....but with the timing of this series, I've felt rushed at times. So I can't deny that. Thanksgiving really brought things to a halt, and now the transition to Christmas has slowed things down as well. I cannot believe how little I've actually been able to write over the past month, it's really a surprise to me. So in regards to that hint, I will be posting a journal in the coming weeks relating back to that.

This series (Kingdom Of Salador) became more of an actual story, rather than just expansions. Although it's obvious I write about expansions, this story was an idea that gave me the opportunity to focus more on the actual story, which is what I've done. The expansions within the series are random acts, considering I've got to put some expansion and growth in there somewhere. I've thought about just canceling the series entirely, but I'm pretty much 2/3 of the way there, so I figured I'd just go with it considering the time I've already spent on parts one and two. What started as a cool idea actually turned into more of a time-consuming series that I didn't fully anticipate. To top it all off, I'm not sure how many of you actually like the story....but I made promises to the contest winners to include them as characters so I can't bail on them now, and I won't do that. Part two will bring in the other two winners, so all winners would have made an appearance once part two is posted. I haven't even thought much about part three. I have a rough idea of what I want to happen in it but I haven't thought much about it. I've been more focused on getting part two completed.

So, this turned into a longer journal than I anticipated, but I had to get that off my chest. Spending all this time writing this series is a mistake, in my opinion. I'd rather be writing random stories than to be tied down to a series, but I made promises to contest winners that I will uphold. Deep down I love the whole concept, and the only thing I don't like would just be the timing that I decided to do this. But regardless, it's an idea I wanted to write and I did what I wanted to do....even if it did take more time than I would've preferred.

Thanks for hanging in there. Hopefully I can complete the series in a couple of weeks.

EDIT 12/11/14: Just posted Part Two! I'll get started on Part Three shortly. As far as length I don't think it'll be as long as the first two parts, so it shouldn't take as long to complete it (which is good) but I'll give you guys more updates at a later time.

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Janelle Berry
Artist | Hobbyist | Literature
United States
My name is Janelle, and I am one of the few females that are into expansion. I've written tons of stories ranging from a wide variety of expansions. I'm always thinking up new ideas, and most of my ideas come randomly to me :p But any idea I get I try making into a story; some are better than others. Writing relaxes me and I really enjoy writing about my OC's and I getting into rather "interesting" situations ;p

Aside from that, I am British and for those curious, I DO have the accent ;p I love to stay active whether it's going for afternoon jogs, or just playing sports with friends. I can be competitive but won't be upset if thing's don't go my way. I am very friendly, and I love to help people whenever I can. I'm a very caring person and enjoy cheering people up :huggle:

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Bladehero22 Featured By Owner Dec 8, 2014   Writer
blueberryjanelle Featured By Owner Dec 10, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
I don't believe I can do this, at least not right now. I have absolutely no time or I'd give it a shot. Though I was thinking about answering some questions in a future journal entry.
Bladehero22 Featured By Owner Dec 10, 2014   Writer
OK. I understand.
blueberryjanelle Featured By Owner Dec 11, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Notros Featured By Owner Nov 21, 2014
So you have a pair of twin witches, an alien and a vampire. Now all you need is a catgirl and an elf and you will have the ultimate quintet.
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