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*Disclaimer this story will take place during season 5 and contains force feeding, weight gain, slob and some light torture*

Sansa lay in her bed, thinking of the night before, her wedding night.
she could still feel him, his rough hands on her backside.
"get up whore" yelled Myranda, Ramsay's lover and just as insane.
"lord ramsay will be at the dreadfort for a few months" myranda announced, this brought sansa some comfort "however lord ramsay had a complaint to make about you, too skinny, i will deal with that".
"what do you mean" sansa was terrified, she used the covers on the bed to cover her naked body.
"Open wide" Myranda hummed as she smirked and came closer to sansa's mouth.

After 3 months of constant stuffings, sansa was beginning to look like a prized hog, large overstuffed belly, pale and taut, she wears a bed sheet to cover her breasts, she didn't groom herself at all leading to toughs of hair along her legs and pubic region, her face had also gotten doughier, much rounder and with multiple chins.
"*URAP*" sansa belched "i'm a slob, a horrid fat blob of a woman" she rubbed her throbbing belly, it felt extremely hard".
Myranda burst into the room, sansa barely reacted as myranda had no manners.
"well are you happy whore!" she screamed, sansa was taken aback by this, she had done nothing wrong.
"what?" she spoke, but it was lazy and slurred almost.
Myranda slapped sansa's full belly, this hurt a great deal causing her to yelp in pain.
"the chamber maid says you've not had your blood in 3 months, you know what that means" she hissed.
Sansa knew all too well what this meant, she looked at her belly, shocked by the fact there was a child in her, ramsay's child.
"OWWW YOU COW!" sansa screamed, this retort was met with a fist to the crotch, making sansa wail a second time.
"i'm going to turn you into a cow, your ginger hairy cunt, your.... your fat tree trunk legs and you're stupid... stupid flabby face" myranda looked crazed and slapped sansa accross the face "oh and next time you need to relieve yourself, just shit the bed, the chamber maid shall be punished for bearing the news, i might have her eat your leavings for supper!".
Sansa lay in her bed in pain, caressing her belly.
"that woman's insane" she thought, her thoughts then went to her child, weather it was truly going to be an abomination or not, it was still her baby.

2 months later and her husband still hadn't returned, sansa grew attached to the baby in her belly, however in the process had grown softer, now her large belly dwarfed everyone around her, sticking 4 feet in diameter her bulbous gut was incredibly perky and bounced with every step, and to top it all off her belly button had popped giving her an outie.
Sansa had a lavatory personally installed for her at the end of the hallway and always had chamber maids ready to help her, much like in the current situation they'd support her to the toilet and help her with what she needed.
"thank you" sansa huffed " open... dress" she looked noticeably distressed.
the chamber maids opened the buttons of sansa's dress and took it off, the large lady sat and shat, sansa's bowel's hadn't been what they used to be, sansa played with a few strands of belly hair she had, when she was being wiped myranda appeared.
"in your room, now" myranda ordered, sansa obeyed as she was usually abused should she not comply.
"what are you going to do with me?" sansa panicked.
"on your knees fatty" myranda kicked the back of sansa's legs putting her on her hands and knees.
"what... are you going to.. to do?" sansa could feel tears well up in her eyes.
"remember when i said i as going to turn you into a cow?" myranda said revealing a wooden bucket.
"ye...y..yes" sansa stuttered.
"moo for me" myranda placed the bucket underneath sansa.
"m....m...mmooo" sansa sobbed quietly.
"LOUDER!" myranda roared.
"moo mooo" sansa cried.
Myranda grabbed sansa's breasts and began milking her, every jerk and every pull was painful, the milk spilled into the bucket.
Sansa began to cry while still mooing, eventually though she couldn't produce any more milk.
myranda dipped her finger into the bucket and tasted the milk "hmm, not bad, sweet but not bad, here try some!" she kicked the blob that was sansa and she rolled onto her back, myranda tipped the bucket into sansa's mouth, she drank and drank her own milk, what seemed like a good pint or two.
"all gone" myranda said throwing the bucket aside.
"*URAP*" sansa belched, myranda began running her hand along sansa's belly.
"i'd have thought you'd miscarry with all the calories" her finger began playing with sansa's outie, she pressed it in "maybe you'll pop".
"i... *urap* have to... *frrp" sansa broke wind.
"you are truly disgusting, burping, shitting and becoming a hairy beast" myranda unsheathed a small knife "if you are still with child this time next week, i will gut you" she ran the knife across the side of sansa's belly, blood was showing, however the wound wasn't severe.
"OW OW My tummmy" sansa wepped "oh... oh nooooooo" her bowels gave way and she shat all over the floor.
"wow you are pathetic" myranda exited and the two chamber maids entered.

It was a week later and to her knowledge sansa was still pregnant, she dressed herself and headed out to the battlements.
Myranda walked out, dagger in hand.
"well fatty, time to cut you open!" she shouted, sansa turned, not looking fazed by the comment "didn't you hear me!".
"i heard you, bitch" sansa retorted.
"i like your style, but it won't save you" she blindly charged sansa, however sansa was prepared, raising her hand she knocked the knife out of myranda's hand.
the two began fighting with their bare hands, myranda pulled sansa's hair and sansa pulled at myranda's dress until the seems burst and the dress flew off.
Myranda let out a high pitched gasp, sansa laughed "wow, if i had that pathetic figure i'd be jealous of me too".
Myranda screamed loudly and charged sansa, she was now close to pushing her over the edge.
"let's see if your blubber helps cushion your fall" myranda began pushing harder and sansa could feel herself slipping.
Just then a hand grabbed myranda, it was theon greyjoy.
"REEK! what are you doing" she squealed.
"the name's theon" he threw her off of the battlements to the snow below "we must leave now, they'll be coming" he muttered, sansa nodded, held his hand and jumped from the battlement, the two were perfectly fine, stood up and ran or what sansa could do that was faster than walking.

Sansa had told this all to arya, who sat with her by the fire, a few days had passed and arya had begun to fill out, notably her ass and thighs had gotten bigger.
"so you're keeping it?" arya asked, she rubbed her sister's belly it was as tight as a drum, her warm pale flesh on arya's finger tips.
"yes, there would be no honour in killing it, father would not approved" she stared at her gut.
"well regardless i shall be this child's aunt" she kissed sansa's belly " and i shall be your sister" she kissed sansa and left the room, sansa watched as Arya's bubble butt bounced as she exited, now all sansa had to worry about was jon's meeting with the dragon queen.

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*Disclaimer this story will take place during season 5 and contains force feeding, weight gain, slob and some light torture*

Sansa lay in her bed, thinking of the night before, her wedding night.
she could still feel him, his rough hands on her backside.
"get up whore" yelled Myranda, Ramsay's lover and just as insane.
"lord ramsay will be at the dreadfort for a few months" myranda announced, this brought sansa some comfort "however lord ramsay had a complaint to make about you, too skinny, i will deal with that".
"what do you mean" sansa was terrified, she used the covers on the bed to cover her naked body.
"Open wide" Myranda hummed as she smirked and came closer to sansa's mouth.

After 3 months of constant stuffings, sansa was beginning to look like a prized hog, large overstuffed belly, pale and taut, she wears a bed sheet to cover her breasts, she didn't groom herself at all leading to toughs of hair along her legs and pubic region, her face had also gotten doughier, much rounder and with multiple chins.
"*URAP*" sansa belched "i'm a slob, a horrid fat blob of a woman" she rubbed her throbbing belly, it felt extremely hard".
Myranda burst into the room, sansa barely reacted as myranda had no manners.
"well are you happy whore!" she screamed, sansa was taken aback by this, she had done nothing wrong.
"what?" she spoke, but it was lazy and slurred almost.
Myranda slapped sansa's full belly, this hurt a great deal causing her to yelp in pain.
"the chamber maid says you've not had your blood in 3 months, you know what that means" she hissed.
Sansa knew all too well what this meant, she looked at her belly, shocked by the fact there was a child in her, ramsay's child.
"OWWW YOU COW!" sansa screamed, this retort was met with a fist to the crotch, making sansa wail a second time.
"i'm going to turn you into a cow, your ginger hairy cunt, your.... your fat tree trunk legs and you're stupid... stupid flabby face" myranda looked crazed and slapped sansa accross the face "oh and next time you need to relieve yourself, just shit the bed, the chamber maid shall be punished for bearing the news, i might have her eat your leavings for supper!".
Sansa lay in her bed in pain, caressing her belly.
"that woman's insane" she thought, her thoughts then went to her child, weather it was truly going to be an abomination or not, it was still her baby.

2 months later and her husband still hadn't returned, sansa grew attached to the baby in her belly, however in the process had grown softer, now her large belly dwarfed everyone around her, sticking 4 feet in diameter her bulbous gut was incredibly perky and bounced with every step, and to top it all off her belly button had popped giving her an outie.
Sansa had a lavatory personally installed for her at the end of the hallway and always had chamber maids ready to help her, much like in the current situation they'd support her to the toilet and help her with what she needed.
"thank you" sansa huffed " open... dress" she looked noticeably distressed.
the chamber maids opened the buttons of sansa's dress and took it off, the large lady sat and shat, sansa's bowel's hadn't been what they used to be, sansa played with a few strands of belly hair she had, when she was being wiped myranda appeared.
"in your room, now" myranda ordered, sansa obeyed as she was usually abused should she not comply.
"what are you going to do with me?" sansa panicked.
"on your knees fatty" myranda kicked the back of sansa's legs putting her on her hands and knees.
"what... are you going to.. to do?" sansa could feel tears well up in her eyes.
"remember when i said i as going to turn you into a cow?" myranda said revealing a wooden bucket.
"ye...y..yes" sansa stuttered.
"moo for me" myranda placed the bucket underneath sansa.
"m....m...mmooo" sansa sobbed quietly.
"LOUDER!" myranda roared.
"moo mooo" sansa cried.
Myranda grabbed sansa's breasts and began milking her, every jerk and every pull was painful, the milk spilled into the bucket.
Sansa began to cry while still mooing, eventually though she couldn't produce any more milk.
myranda dipped her finger into the bucket and tasted the milk "hmm, not bad, sweet but not bad, here try some!" she kicked the blob that was sansa and she rolled onto her back, myranda tipped the bucket into sansa's mouth, she drank and drank her own milk, what seemed like a good pint or two.
"all gone" myranda said throwing the bucket aside.
"*URAP*" sansa belched, myranda began running her hand along sansa's belly.
"i'd have thought you'd miscarry with all the calories" her finger began playing with sansa's outie, she pressed it in "maybe you'll pop".
"i... *urap* have to... *frrp" sansa broke wind.
"you are truly disgusting, burping, shitting and becoming a hairy beast" myranda unsheathed a small knife "if you are still with child this time next week, i will gut you" she ran the knife across the side of sansa's belly, blood was showing, however the wound wasn't severe.
"OW OW My tummmy" sansa wepped "oh... oh nooooooo" her bowels gave way and she shat all over the floor.
"wow you are pathetic" myranda exited and the two chamber maids entered.

It was a week later and to her knowledge sansa was still pregnant, she dressed herself and headed out to the battlements.
Myranda walked out, dagger in hand.
"well fatty, time to cut you open!" she shouted, sansa turned, not looking fazed by the comment "didn't you hear me!".
"i heard you, bitch" sansa retorted.
"i like your style, but it won't save you" she blindly charged sansa, however sansa was prepared, raising her hand she knocked the knife out of myranda's hand.
the two began fighting with their bare hands, myranda pulled sansa's hair and sansa pulled at myranda's dress until the seems burst and the dress flew off.
Myranda let out a high pitched gasp, sansa laughed "wow, if i had that pathetic figure i'd be jealous of me too".
Myranda screamed loudly and charged sansa, she was now close to pushing her over the edge.
"let's see if your blubber helps cushion your fall" myranda began pushing harder and sansa could feel herself slipping.
Just then a hand grabbed myranda, it was theon greyjoy.
"REEK! what are you doing" she squealed.
"the name's theon" he threw her off of the battlements to the snow below "we must leave now, they'll be coming" he muttered, sansa nodded, held his hand and jumped from the battlement, the two were perfectly fine, stood up and ran or what sansa could do that was faster than walking.

Sansa had told this all to arya, who sat with her by the fire, a few days had passed and arya had begun to fill out, notably her ass and thighs had gotten bigger.
"so you're keeping it?" arya asked, she rubbed her sister's belly it was as tight as a drum, her warm pale flesh on arya's finger tips.
"yes, there would be no honour in killing it, father would not approved" she stared at her gut.
"well regardless i shall be this child's aunt" she kissed sansa's belly " and i shall be your sister" she kissed sansa and left the room, sansa watched as Arya's bubble butt bounced as she exited, now all sansa had to worry about was jon's meeting with the dragon queen.