"So this is the result of being a queen, huh?" Ashe said to herself. "It looks like I can stuff myself stupid, and not worry about a thing!" She licked her lips and poked her belly once more.
"Mmmm, very soft. However, I'm certain I'm still too thin. I need to organise more food for myself. Let's see..." She called for a maid, who came quickly and bowed low, pretending not to notice that Ashe weighed well over 200 pounds.
"Your Majesty calls?"
"Tell the chef to prepare a big feast full of fatty meats and desserts that will serve 50 people" Ashe ordered.
"Who's going to this feast?" the maid asked.
"Just me. Hurry!" Ashe demanded. The maid nodded and ran off.
Later on, Ashe was seated in front of a massive banquet table full of the fattiest meats known to man, and delicious desserts.
"Oh, where to start. It all looks so delicious..."
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