Contains: (Hyper Preg, Force Feeding, Weight Gain)

Part 1

Holga Kilgore, was a Uthgardt human barbarian and thief of the Elk tribe from the Evermoors in the Savage Frontier who settled in Longsaddle and later Targos in Icewind Dale in the late 15th century. Despite her ferociousness in battle and bad temper, Holga surprisingly had a softer side as well with a warm heart and generosity. She was forever loyal to her companions and quick to protect them. Since being exiled from her tribe, she craved a new connection with her adopted family. However, she was quite laconic, saying little and preferring to let her actions and fighting speak for her, and preferring to get right to the point without a lot of obfuscation and verbal flourishes. She was also not one for hugging. She wasn't very optimistic; on one occasion, she said she'd tried being positive once, but it wasn't for her. Holga was currently on an assignment to hunt down leads against Sofina, a Red Wizard of Thay. Sofina was slain by Holga and her party of adventurers but rumors spread of her return as Holga finds herself on a trail of clues. She decided to handle this herself since she didn’t want to alarm the others if the rumors turned out to be false. All the clues she’s gathered has lead her to an old abandoned mineshaft outside of Neverwinter.

Holga entered the mineshaft with axe in hand ready for anything. She proceeded cautiously, examining every room and looking around for any evidence that Sofina may have passed through here. Reaching the end of the shaft she was met with what seemed to be a wall of stone, it looked like a dead end. Holga knew better though as she threw her axe forward, the weapon passing through the wall as if it were water. The wall was an illusion, hiding a secret chamber within the mineshaft. With a smug smile and satisfaction, she called out, "Come on out so we can get this over with." Holga screamed as she ran through the illusion to grab her axe. Her eyes began to widen as she realized she was standing at the entrance of a room and looking right at a group of armed thugs standing behind their leader, who was a tall  woman dressed in red robes adorned with arcane symbols. The red mage sneered at Holga and threatened her, "You found your way through my wards, how peculiar. Restrain her ” Sofina said with a coy smile, the thugs charged at Holga, the barbarian's heart began to race and as adrenaline pulsated throughout her body. Holga quickly jumped backward, snatching her axe and hurled it with all her might at the foot of the group of approaching bandits. The axe struck the ground, creating a chasm of flames which burned a bunch of the thugs while they fled away. With the gang fleeing into the tunnel, it was just Holga and the Red Wizard. Sofina looked on with a smug face, "Well its just you and me again”

The barbarian sprinted forward brandishing her weapon, Sofina snapped her fingers and Holga froze in place, Holga couldn’t move a muscle and looked down noticing a rune etched into the floor where she was standing.


Gritting her teeth she could do nothing. Sofina continued speaking, "It's a paralysis glyph, should keep a savage like yourself still long enough. You have no idea what chaos and destruction your interference has caused me. You truly thought you could get away with doing the little quest your party gave you," says Sofina angrily, "Now you shall be my little guinea pig, and bear my army” Sofina proclaimed as she approached Holga, she placed her right hand on Holga's stomach, whispering a quick incantation as her palm began to glow with arcane energy. Holga's head felt a searing pain as her mind became consumed with terror. Her thoughts were filled with violence, rage, and blood. Holga closed her eyes only to open them and find she was on the ground next to her axe, sweat rolling. A red glyph symbol looked to be printed on her stomach. Looking around she was in the same chamber with Sofina gone, was she losing her mind? What has that Mage done to her? Grabbing her axe she attempted to stand but froze again as Sofina’s voice could be heard again. “You think its over Barbarian? You haven't seen anything yet, and won't for some time" shouts Sofina. Holga was forced to a kneeling position as Sofina appeared before her again. “Its been 2 days since my spell started, the fun part comes now barbarian, at last, it lives. For this moment, I waited too long.” Sofina said as she snapped her fingers the glyph on Holga’s stomach glowed a bright red. As a sound began to emerge, a gurgling sloshing echoing within Holga as she felt an intense burning sensation but could nothing as she was paralyzed in the kneeling position. "At last barbarian your womb will sprout the hordes I need for my plan” exclaimed Sofina, "Even with your strength, the egg within will grow more than enough to take this country". Holga's eyes widened in shock as her stomach began to slowly grow and rise, growing larger and heavier. The barbarian squirmed about trying to fight the paralysis spell but to no avail. 

Trying desperately to free herself, tears rolling down her cheeks as the searing pain spread throughout her whole body. Her face flinched but Holga didn’t dare give that Red Mage any satisfaction. Her belly rapidly grew to the size of watermelon, and was pulsing. Her heart rate sped up as panic set in, her body no longer fit in her clothing. Every fiber of her body was on fire, and Holga with every muscle fighting it couldn’t break the spell. There she was paralyzed a swollen belly half naked struggling in front of a sadistic Red Mage that desired total domination. Holga being the proud warrior woman she was, refused to beg.

Part 2

Looking on at her captured victim, the Red Wizard couldn’t help but let out a quick snicker, noticing that Holga has such a beautiful form. Only a few day was all that was needed to really show her pregnant status; one can only guess what would happen to a man. She gave a large smirk, letting her sadistic plans do the rest as Holga, finally tried to yell a few words but was interrupted. Gasping for air, Holga's stomach groaned making her recoil in pain. "Yes my spell is working the brood sound hungry though." Holga tried to yell back but Sofina shoved a hose into her mouth. The mage conjured what seemed to be a massive barrel connected to the hose. “Gotta feed the growing children” Sofina said as the barrel began pumping lard into Holga’s mouth. Each gulp made her stomach grow, as the two-foot long hose slid down Holga's throat and grew more engorged as the grease flowed down the hose. While hems of the barbarian's fur outfit pulled away from her stretching belly, her midriff hung lower as the flow increased, then halted as the barrel emptied its payload into Holga's now stuffed gut. Sofina snapped her fingers again, releasing Holga from the paralysis, no longer needing it since the barbarian was now pinned by her massive gut. “You still all big and tough you barbarian cow?” Sofina mocked as she kicked Holga’s belly making it jiggle and shake. "Hurghkk, uugghhhgk, urp, gluck..." were the noises coming from her puffed-out cheeks and stomach as she choked on the lard pumping down her throat. Holga began to breath heavy, only to be rudely interrupted by more rumbling within her as she felt strangely hungry. Her stomach roared like a tiger, clawing within, making her squirm and tremble. Her sweaty figure remained on the floor, before beginning to flinch and shake, more pain soared throughout her body with each gulp and squeeze her throat and stomach made. Holga was unable to do anything to fight the pain, in just 2 days she was swollen and couldn't do anything. Her once fit and toned body had been turned into one of a fat, gluttonous barbarian. She had become Sofina's most prized object and specimen. "Still got your pride? I’ll take care of that eventually" Sofina said as she kicked Holga’s belly again. Holga shook violently, her back and body covered in a layer of sweat that covered her shivering body. Another gasp was choked out of her throat, the barrel connected to her hose and now giant gut pumped another gallon of lard down her throat, creating painful pressure in her swelling and bulging belly. Soon the noises of gulping and gagging stopped, a sign the barrel had finished refilling. The hose was now being connected to a new barrel as Holga attempted to finally say something through her clogged mouth. Something happened instead. Her body convulsed wildly as she felt a terrible burn... her stomach growled and gurgled. Holga could feel a sort of pulsing as her belly hung and extended below her, making Holga look like she was overdue with quadruplets and a was also sporting a big ring of fat around her waist. Then, a sound was heard to all the commotion, was that... a moan? As Holga's stomach began a cacophony of its own. Both stomach and Holga swelled and expanded even more, filling the Red Mage's ears with a series of pulsing and noise from the barbarian's cumbersome belly. Holga herself began to close her eyes, finally ready to give in to the incredible sensations her belly was giving her.

After the struggle, Holga felt a more pleasurable sensation emanating from the area between her legs. She tried to shake it off, trying to feel disgusted. Sweat still poured off the defeated barbarian, and still growing in size. Her ass lifted her off the ground considerably her belly fat fell to her thighs. "Hmmm what will you be able to tell when you're ready to burst?" said Sofina sinisterly as she drew closer, lifting Holga's chin to look up at her face.
Tears welled up in her eyes, blushing. Holga wasn’t able to describe the sensation, as her moans were muffled and loud sounds came from her inflated belly. Placing her hand on Holga's bloated gut, and her stomach let out a gargling burp. Sofina pressed her ear against her belly, listening carefully to her prey's innards and said, "I hear them Holga and they are hungry too." Sofina made Holga gasp for air as she turned Holga onto her hands and knees to face a table.

Holga turned to look at Sofina, her swollen breasts sagged heavy as a long growl emitted from the depths of her gut. Sofina began chanting a new incantation “This spell will make you nothing more than a dumb savage, erasing your mind of its intelligence, all you will know is “eat”” Sofina said with a chuckle. Holga's face hardened as a wave of energy surged her her brain. The energy burst Holga's mind and with it the little knowledge Holga had disappeared. Her face became blank as she looked, all there was now was EAT, the simple animalistic thought overtook her and replaced everything else. Her eyes were void of their fiery wildness, as her brain went completely blank. Holga hung her head down as her thoughts drowned out the Red Mage's monologue. All she could think about was eating. The red mage snapped her fingers again and the table magically filled with an endless amount of food. Meats, bread, and anything that Holga could want to shove in her face was displayed on the table. Holga's stomach growled a ferocious roar as it demanded more, her gut growling to match the feral sounds escaping from Holga's mouth. Holga grabbed as many pieces of food with each hand and began gorging on them, shoving the food into her mouth with only a handful of stops. A binge to match a great feast appeared before the barbarian. In one hand she grabbed at her side and feasted on as much meat, chicken and pork that fit in her mouth, while the other piled more and more bread inside. Before long, as Sofina taunted her all, in Holga's brain came one thought – EAT.

The table continued to refill with food as Holga continued stuffing herself, her belly steadily growing larger and rounder. Whatever meat was available was made into a sandwich, as it's what the barbarian mostly ate. The barbarian's flesh was beginning to flinch and squeeze all over as her skin found to lack the elasticity to compete with the ever swelling mass expanding from inside her.

Holga's back had stretched into an arch, and her ass could be seen wobbling about as it lifted her growing body off the ground, along with her jiggling belly. Each gulp she took from her eating frenzy made her belly expand before her eyes. Her once toned abs became a distant memory, flabby slope that began to reach rounder curves below her belly button. Her belly now resting between her legs, the size and weight were holding her plump and heaving titanic gut suspended aloft. After a while the belly began to reach the ground as the rest of Holga's body could no longer remain propped up by itself. Wider and wider her swollen form continued to grow, the rest of her body were seemingly overtaken by the gargantuan size of her belly. In a flash of pain Holga grabbed her belly as red glyph glowed so bright that it illuminated the cavern walls. The runes began to etch themselves throughout her belly's thick rolls until her stomach was covered from bulging bottom to jiggling top with intricate magical designs.
With both her hands still wrapped tightly around the swollen balloon she stood and as she hoisted herself up with a mixture of pain and pleasure filled moan, before crying out and falling back down to her knees, she was in labor.

“Tum Tum Hurt Bad. Tum tum need food. Give Tum Tum Food!!” Holga cried out in desperation, her voice filled with a primal feral tone.
As Holga's face grew red and tears ran down her face, her mouth was agape her mind trying to process all the pain and hunger she felt at that very moment. Her once taut stomach was now a ball full of growth. "Urgh.. uuuuuugh." Holga's only consolation was to groan in pain and massage her protruding dome, which would help only temporarily until the next contraction came. So, in between all the groaning and sobbing, Holga pleaded. "Urgh Uuuuugh please uugghhh U-ugh M-M-Eat --------" it was her only current thought, to eat and a plead for mercy. Sofina laughed uncontrollably, "Such a vulgar savage you've become Holga, can't even go into the normal barbarian mindset to take the pain!" The mage raised her hand once more and the runic tattoos began glowing blue the magical spells cast and Holga screamed, "PLEEEEAAAA-GASP-, NO HELP RETURN!!"

The agonized shout came from an ever-expanding belly. The tattoos themselves were increasing in size! Sofina grinned sadistically.
"Hungh ooo ummgh. Big! Hurts!! Pleas..." holga cried. Each plea and word Holga groaned, the mage's merciless magic would cause another surge and set off more cries. Holga's belly quickly started jutting out; growing thicker, rounder, fatter, and further distending outward.
Heavily pregnant Holga still continued to stuff her face while leaning back on a rock, greedily stuffing her face just as much as before, her mouth never empty as food filled it constantly. Sofina watched amused as Holga rapidly filled the cavern with her ever-growing mass.
Holga with one last gulp let the food fall out of her mouth, but still unable to even move because of her stomach.

Sofina snapped her fingers and the Red Wizard disappeared in a fiery puff of smoke. While Holga was still stuck in that trance, a part of her enjoyed the pleasurable pain. "Holga really eat lots," Holga belched, the tattoos across her body seemed to pulse just as brightly as the large, gravid, balloon stomach. Her stomach lurched and shifted, another contraction gripped the cumbersome belly. Holga moaned in pain and pleasure again, Her body remained in the kneeling position her stomach was slouched between her legs, she sat there clutching the tight globe at its top, caressing it, waiting for the next surge that would inevitably come. Holga tried to speak again as another contraction ripped through her already fat and firm form causing her face to turn red and her eyes to roll, a half moan, half scream emanated from her open maw. Once it passed she let out a heavy breath the sound filled the room. Her stomach growled angrily demanding more sustenance. The pain and hunger quickly morphed to rage, and anger she roared sounding the likes a Grizzly Bear. Her primitive senses kicked back into gear and instincts telling her to feed her young but the pain made her lay back and spread her legs getting ready for the impending birth.

A cry rang from the cavernous depths, an echo resonating forth carrying the call from the inner depths. With a wince and a scream, Holga spread her legs further and began pushing. Sofina snapped her fingers and Holga’s pants dissipated leaving the barbarian woman bare and bulging. Holga began pushing and her womanhood had a searing pain which signaled the young hatching. It felt excruciating, bearing a lot of children for the first time, her body seemingly about to burst and with each push.
“Oh no not yet” Sofina said as she snapped her fingers again. A large chastity belt formed around Holga’s waist covering her crotch preventing her from proceeding with her labor.

“Lets fill you up more before we pop the balloon” Sofina sneered.

Part 3

Her belly trembled with loud stomach growls which seemed almost endless.
"N-no, don't want n-no grow bigger! Aaaaaauuuugh!! " holga screamed, Sofina stepped close to the barbarian, making her whine and pant uncontrollably; the red mage touched Holga’s belly making the rune glow again. "Your belly was quite large enough to carry my experiment but seeing you, my helpless toy. Well, lets watch it increase some more" Sofina said as she took a step back.
A sudden sharp pang crept across Holga's belly as she squirmed trying to remain upright in her state. "Bigger grow faster tum tum," Holga sighed, speaking under her breath the barbarian clutched her giant midsection. Surges of tight, rippling pain bolted through her abdomen, shooting flares of needlelike spears spreading outward. Holga cringed harder squeezing her now bloated and engorged stomach as the taut, swollen flesh of her belly continued to expand. Without any sort of clothing to constrain or be destroyed by its stretching growth her skin pulled painfully taught in quick bursts.
Holga tried to make out speech but in between each bellow she could do was let out a horrid rumbling in her stomach followed by a light gurgling. Her stomach groaned as if possessed, Holga trying to push but the chastity belt just refused to budge. Screeching, yelling, roaring and letting loose a long, drawn-out screeching roar, like a cat.

The wrenching throbbing only fueled a further set of spasms. With each shudder and vibration, the swelling continued even more rapid. The mound of belly just swelled and fattened. Large belly rolls formed as the runes continued to spread the designs. Holga's throat growled and roared into the cave, the roars and tremors were barely registering a thought to Holga, her brain purely in survival and predatorial mode. "Please…. !" she hollered, in between sobs and feral screams. The contortions, pressure, and immensity still persisted. Whirling, bulging, stretching, squirming, and jolting; the frenzied movements and continuous cycle had taken its toll as waves of prickling, heated ache thundered throughout, burning all over Holga's taut flesh, each bump, and inch pushing on her skin, the searing pain growing intensely hotter. "Ahh auurghhh.. gugrh.." moans escaped the barbarians mouth.
An impregnated gut fattened and swelled, making everything large, groaning, and ready to burst. The expansion doubled, and then quadrupled, which seemingly left Holga having a baby bump as big as a goliath.
“Now you’re ready” Sofina said as she snapped her fingers once more making the chastity belt vanish.
Holga screamed as another contraction ripped her apart. Holga pushed again, heaving as blood slowly began dripping from her nether regions . It burned, Holga gritting her teeth together while trying to bring herself to push again. Nothing was happening. "Urrrgguhh.. URgghhha! C-c-can't 'urry! So 'ig! Can't'! She moaned, a trail of drool cascading from her lips, feeling her legs spread further. She could feel the pulse of her own hot blood as her beating heart released another flood. Forced into labor, the barbarian continued to push, it felt like her pussy was on fire, on fire from an inner heat, one built up by the contractions. After many many hours of pushing the barbarian birthed 3 full sized undead warrior. Her stomach slimming down a bit but the loose skin, The barbarian's head swarmed with flurry; a feverish stupor started to drift into her mind, starting to formulate her new simple need. All that filled the barbarian's senses was her bare, overly fertile body.

"Caught, trapped" Holga blurted, her mind returning back to the woman she used to be as she looked down. Her eyes bulged from their sockets. Just the sight of the grotesquely twisted figures. As the monstrous infant creatures gazed at Holga, they turned to their mother and unleashed a shriek from their mouths. Sofina looked on with a chuckle as the monsters walked away.
“Only 3? That no army” Sofina giggled as she snapped her fingers making the glyph on Holga’s stomach glow again.
Holga cried out as the glyph lit up again. Her flabby stomach rising up, then bulging out and upward. Growling, gurgling, rumbling, the giantess of an engorged bell was rapidly refilled, her stomach and flabby skin pulsating rhythmically and trembling. Holga just watched her belly growing at a quickening pace and shook, ripples of motion traveled around the circumference of her ever fattening and thickening flesh.

While she could only gulp the air and breathe as her midsection swelled, the tattoos spread, and she was forced to lay down onto her back. The sorceress motioned her hands over Holga's stomach tracing more tattoos all over her body.

“You will become a brood factory for me” Said the Red Mage.
The mage took her evil and sick fun pouring more and more of her dark magic into Holga's unconscious body. While the barbarian could barely handle all the swelling before she could even catch her breath the next wave of the spell coursed through her veins. After regaining some of her mind she knew this ordeal was far from over.

Part 4

6 Months Later

The barbarian stirred her eyes were heavy; all she could do was gaze outward. The creature, no, the sorceress; took everything, her anger, rage, and control. The barbarian had been claimed as just a living, breathing incubator. Constantly becoming pregnant over and over for such a long time has taken its toll on her body. The once lean and fit frame of a fighter had twisted and changed under the cruelty of this accursed blight.
The barbarian's hand cupped her gravid belly, she was again impregnated for the 15th time this week. Her bare breasts and jutting stomach rested at equal intervals along the length of the room. Her back was bowed and arched, her belly as round as she was tall, Holga now fit snuggly in a 10ft by 10ft by 10 foot pit, the skin was sagging now, the once-smooth body now had stretch marks and the lard was filled out in every possible direction. Even her pale flesh, sagging with its own gravity had filled with the remaining layers of fat. Her belly growled a second away, the hunger, never leaving. Hunger now a constant presence in her daily life. Her stomach growled out its demands as its rune lit up a light blue hue. Her eyes soon followed and darted down to her swollen protruding belly that held her latest additions.
The rune glowed again and Holga was in labor.

Finally awake from her eternal nap she was exhausted, utterly so. The thought that she had given birth hundreds of times the last few months has stuck with her, the pain was still as great as before. Being eternally fed by the red mage constantly weakened her spirit. Looking down she had to wipe the last of the lard off her stomach, smearing it as if it were lotion.
Her ass was still as massive as ever, her chest was probably already almost double its size from its weight and size during conception. Slobber ran from the side of her lips as Holga watched her stomach jiggle, feeling the impending contractions. Grabbing the ledge of her pit she tried to climb out, not wanting to give birth in the dank hole again. Holga dug her feet into the walls of the pit, but her soft flab was of little help.
Holga kicked against the lip of the hole, her struggle was no use, her ass wedged against the surrounding walls and her arms lacked the strength to haul her distended belly over the ledge. The barbarian sat down wincing as another contraction came. "H-help.. Please. Someone Help. Rurgh..Gross" her swollen melon-sized chest weighed her down, as her belly heavy with children contracted again. As she grunted and pushed the flesh continued to distend, the pressure seeming almost too much to bear.

Then with one more groan and the scream, she would hear an audible pop the barbarians abdomen expanded further then was healthy, as her belly grew to the size of a carriage!
She couldn't do this anymore, she was fat and unrecognizable. Her body's massive frame appeared more like a gargantuan monstrosity. Holga could only squeeze her eyes shut as tears began to develop. Her body convulsed once more.
An intense pressure ripped through her body and she was forced to reach between her legs and spread herself open. It was time again.

6 More Months Later
Laying there Holga's room sized belly had grown still bigger, each grove of the floor and the bottom of the pit a part of Holga now. Her back was always arched from the gigantic weight of the great bulbous glob that contained the 18 undead warriors, three times the size of a bear. Every day the same drill and Holga finally figured out her position in life. Laying here with a room sized belly, the growth expanding every day, every hour, and each minute seemed normal to her, accepting her fate she made the most of it.

Holga now in total darkness, and only the light from the rune under her stomach provided any light, that and the two green runes circling her humongous chest that would be a feature of her body now. Her breasts almost as big as a house were ripe enough to feed an entire stable, each mammary weighing over 100lbs now, bigger than any cow and filled to the brim with milk. "Uuugh ohhh soo haaaard." Haggard, hoarse moans were all she could manage. Every moment her bloated, elephantine gut heaved upward again.
Each mound swelled to the brim with milk and looked about to burst any moment. With heaping and cramming force, she had to alleviate the pain somehow so she pushed her engorged breast into her own maw and began sucking. Her stomach was covered with tattoos and as she moaned and slurped the mound just shook and Hulga belched, her belly growing firmer as she consumed her own milk.
Holga realized this must be what had changed her body beyond repair, the rune had done something to her. "Uuugh.. Auuughhhga!!" Holga belched; she trembled. Ripples coursed down the sides of her distended and plump body, as her stomach shook violently. Curling upward Holga felt her stomach hardening, shifting downward just a bit before a new sharp pain coursed through her midsection. The labor had begun again, Holga gave a low wail as she lowered herself, her stomach convulsing. Her ass was sticking out of the pit with that giant girth, jiggling even as she screamed, then stopped dead as she pushed again. There it was again, the now familiar laboring pulse was sending her into madness.

Each attempt forcibly contracting her pregnant belly only sent her the message that if the pregnancy couldn't free itself this time, the rune would make her the size of a hill in no time. The barbarian pushed again, shrieking in anguish, every nerve of the flesh tissue searing and prickling. A feeling that something was wedged deeply inside made it all the worse. Her distended cavern of a womb contracted, her gigantic belly jutting outward a bit more with one thick, swollen bulge.

Holga tried calling out the Red Wizard.
“Sooofaaaaannnaaaaaaaa please helppppp meeee!!!!!!!!! Holga screamed, her voice echoing throughout the caverns.
As her stomach convulsed Holga's body heaved forward, her back arched painfully as she groaned in agony
“I'm gonna die! I can't do this anymore, ugh, I'm gonna dieeeee. Pleeeasssee someone helpppp meeeeeeeeee!" Holga screamed her face was red, and she was sweating profusely. Sofina appeared a devilish grin on her face.
"Please someone" Holga cried, her eyes beading with tears.
The rune around her belly flashed red as her stomach grew another foot wide.
"Aaauuuugggggghhhh," the contraction sent Holga flailing against the floor, her engorged mounds flopping erratically as she violently slid across the room.

Her massive jiggling belly grew a further foot again. It could happen any minute. Holga could barely speak. Her mouth was barely opening as the words tried to be heard. "I-I-I-gonna die, pleassse someone help" her cries were desperate.
Sofina chuckled not being able to hear her labored wails, "How sweet," she laughed again, the room filling with sinister chuckles. The laughter continued echoing even after Sofina stopped, morphing into a manly voice making Sofina shake in fear. A swirl of mist grew in the middle of the room and a red robed man appeared, Szass Tam the Regent of Thay entered her sanctuary.