She completes the job with a few problems.
Tiny Fairy Big World
chapter 17
by
copier
· original author:
morgelmon
Gwendolyn creeped quietly around the estate, her larger middle slowing her down slightly. She had noticed there were less servants around after her last few visits. It couldn’t be because he was running out of money, she figured he was just getting stingier and more paranoid in his old age. Where once he had dozens of servants around, he now only had a handful. It was almost sad, she mused but it made things easier for her.
She knew he had wings dedicated to his hoard of treasures and relics and she knew exactly where they were. She quickly and stealthily headed for the entrance hall and ascended the large staircase. At the top of the staircase she was about to head toward the west wing but the sound of footsteps gave her pause. Unable to reach a place to hide in time she leaped over the banister and hung from the second story. An act she instantly regretted as she found herself weighting noticeably more than she was used to.
The fairies watching the spectacle jumped for joy, amazed at Gwendolyn’s quick thinking. “Wow, she is good.” Ysmina said impressed by the thief’s athleticism, and at her size. “That’s not a good idea.” Alf said noticing how her expression was strained.
The familiar voice of Eldridge Davenwood came slowly into earshot. “Send word for Lord Valenfore to visit me soon, I want to hear about these exotic kingdoms he’s visited on his recent excursion, I want to know what sort of treasures they have.” The lord said with a child like glee. “Yes sir.” Replied the maid following him, they leisurely descended the staircase, at a painfully slow pace for the thief Gwen.
The fairies were on the edge of their cushions, Ysmina chewed on her nails, and Alf was pulling his ears down. Both of them nervously sweating as they watched the tense scene playing out before them. Lord and his maid exited the entrance hall completely unaware of Gwendolyn’s presence, much to the relief of the bloated thief and her fey viewers.
Her relief was short lived though as the task of getting back on the upper floor remained. She had to struggle twice as hard given her new expanded bulk. She pulled it off with an exorbitant amount of effort but when she did she was left exhausted and out of breath.
She uneasily continued her search when she reached the storage room. All of the lord’s treasures were stored in the storage room, until their future displays are finished being built. She looked around for the box that contained the gems in question. She found one that looked to be the appropriate size and took out her pry iron. She opened it and inside she found her prize, twenty beautiful sparkling gems each worth a pretty sizable sum. She obviously didn’t take them all but pocketed the three largest ones. She placed them in her pouch and secured it around her waist, with the goods secured she headed over to the high window in the back of the room. She clambered up with a little extra effort, and prepared to leave patting her bulging satchel filled with her pilfer jewels.
At least she would have if she hadn’t forgotten about the bars, these ones were wider than the ones in the drainage tunnel and she easily slip through them… before. She glanced down at her enlarged gut, it looked somehow even bigger and swelled out under her bodice. She groaned in frustration and carefully climbed back down.
She snuck out of the storage room and headed for the nearest guest room. She carefully entered the room making sure it was empty and headed for the window. She carefully creeped out onto the windowsill and sidled over looking for a place to secure her grapple. She found a good place to descend and secured her hook. She started rappelling down when she realized her grip was starting to give out. She had lifted her heavier body so much tonight that her grip started to slip. One little slip up and she went plummeting into the bushes below. She had descended enough so she wasn’t hurt, all except for her pride, she clumsily got out of the bushes, and released her grapple.
After all the troubles she had had tonight, Gwendolyn exhaustedly returned to the drainage tunnel and repeated the process before. Once again, she got caught on the iron bars and with a defeated sigh, sucked in her gut again. She tried pulling herself out again, only to feel the bars jabbing into her still. Gwen’s looked down immediately, her fear being confirmed. Even though she was sucking in her gut, it still stuck out so much her bodice got caught on the bars.
This was impossible she had just fit through a few hours ago, she thought to herself. “What is happening to me?” She whispered in fear, her dread was interrupted as she felt the bars slowly digging deeper into her bulging middle. “No, no, no!” She cried in a panic trying to pull herself free, her legs flailing wildly. She braced herself on the ground and pulled herself through with all her might. She groaned in agony as a sudden loud tearing filled the air.
She pulled herself free and scrambled away from the tunnel having narrowly escaped being skewered. Gwendolyn’s heart was racing that was too close she thought, she looked down to see her bodice had been shredded. A tear ran down half of her favorite bodice and from that tear bulged a stomach that looked like it belonged to a woman heavy with child. She cradled it in disbelief, it was turgid and heavy, and felt like a giant wine skin.
She checked to see that her satchel was still secured and waddled away as fast as she could, having narrowly eked out a victory. As she travelled the city streets, she noticed her reflection in the store windows. She looked bizarre to say the least, she was still her usual toned and svelte self, everywhere except her stomach. It bulged out unnaturally, its size rivaling a woman who was five months pregnant and with a similar rounded firmness. This coupled with her non-existent chest and petite rear, shattered any illusion she was pregnant, that and her deep innie.
The bizarre state of her stomach almost distracted her from other changes that were happening. She noticed that her skin almost glowed it was so much lighter and so smooth. Her hair had grown voluminous and was so glossy it shone even in the dark. Her eyes sparkled with an inner light and her features had softened, even her lips had become slightly fuller. As she stared at her own face, she became entranced, it took her a moment to shake off the feeling and regain her composure.
She looked again noticing her ruined clothes, she took out the satchel of money she had earned from yesterday. She looked at her shining orb of a belly and decided she should do some late-night shopping.
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