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Warning: this story takes place after season 5 episode 9: the battle of the bastards so it may contain spoilers!!
Warning, this story contains slob,scat, feeding, inflation and bursting, don't like, don't read

Sansa
After the victory in the battle of the bastards and the death of her former Husband, Winterfell was now back in stark control. However the war was not over this soon, as Jon had warned her, they would have more and more enemies as the days went by, this put a lot of pressure on Sansa as she was now the lord of Winterfell.
"i'd like to be left alone for a while Jon, just while i clear my head" asked sansa as she removed her wolves cloak "And tell the servants to deliver my food to my door".
"Okay Sansa, but i don't want this new war we've started to worry into not taking part in reclaiming your homeland" replied Jon.
"i don't just want to take back my homeland, i want to take the iron throne" Exclaimed Sansa.
"Have you gone mad!?" was Jon's reply "On what grounds".
"They took my family, our family" she cried "and now, they're going to pay".
"I'll only go along with this because you're my sister, i'll send your new maid up as soon as possible, you'll like her, her name's Lysa, like our aunt" replied Jon, Sansa only shrugged this off, as she had more to deal with than just the north now that she has declared war on the seven kingdoms.
After an Hour, Sansa's new hand maiden arrived at her door with a ginormous feast.
"My gods!" exclaimed sansa.
"only the best for the queen in the north, you must not have had a decent meal in weeks" was lysa's reply.
"well yes but, don't you think this is excessive, you'd have to roll me to kingslanding if i ate all of this" Sansa replied still in shock with the massive amount of food in front of her.
"well no one ever said a queen should be small and frail, besides, you've earned it." with that Lysa left the room.
Sansa began eating, but rather sheepishly, she didn't want to eat like a hog, but eventually she decided that she had now made her claim to the iron throne, she was the Queen in the north, she was her own person.

Daenerys
After the Master's defeat at the hands of her dragons Daenerys was now in proposal to help Yara and theon take the salt throne, however now that she was in a life of luxury, and had gained a few pounds since her victory. She had been getting pampered by her servants and fattened up to the point she had just surpassed 223 pounds.
"My queen?" asked Yara Greyjoy who had retained her thin physique.
"yes my loyal salt servant" replied Daenerys
"shouldn't we focus on the impending threat from my uncle?" replied yara.
"yes, and to do it, i am sending you and your brother back to Pyke with a legion of my unsullied soldiers, you will reclaim Pyke and the Iron Islands before your uncle has a chance to build up his fleet, then return to me and take me to my rightful palace" answered Daenerys.
"Very good my queen" Yara, departed the throne room and began her journey back to Pyke bringing her newly acquired men to reclaim the salt throne.
"Servants!" yelled the queen from her throne, at this about 8 servants came rushing into the room "i'm going to have my oil bath now".
As this was said, she dropped her robe and let her new flabby body breath, her tits were still perky and on the small side but her ass and belly made up for it, her belly made her look pregnant and her ass looked like a pillow attached to her lower back, she was truly on her way to becoming queen of the seven kingdoms.

Cersei
As the date for her trial itched closer and closer, Cersei's nerves were getting the better of her, she too began to stress eat, gaining a few pounds, luckily for the queen it barely effected her stomach, instead of giving her a massive glob of fat, it was flabby, however, Cersei's breasts and ass were greatly effected, her ass measuring so far around her that it stuck out a foot and a half and her breasts not to far off. Cersei was wearing less and less clothing as the days went by, her dresses now showed off a lot of cleavage, and the back of them rode up so that her ass was more or less visible, her new handmaiden seemed to be trying to plump her up.
"LEARA!" Screamed the Cersei.
"Yes madam" her handmaiden replied.
"if you don't stop turning me into a giant cow, you'll have to get a much larger booth to fit my massive arse into a chair!" she screamed.
"i take it this is not just why you shouted me in here" said Leara.
"No it's not, as i see it, you're the one at fault for my new gigantic frame, so you'll have to deal with the repercussions" replied Cersei with a grin.
"what does that mean my lady?" asked Leara nervously.
"come with me to my lavatory." Cersei smiled before waddling out of the room.
the two women walked and waddled to the former queen's personal toilet.
"What are you going to do my lady?" Leara once again asked in a now very nervous tone.
"do you remember the Dornish platter you made me last night?" Cersei asked as she derobed exposing her massive breasts, flabby belly and huge ass.
"y-y-yes..." stuttered Leara at the sight of the queen.
"well, the peppers, didn't really agree with me" Cersei grinned as she backed up onto the toilet bowl "This is what i meant".
As the Fromer queen grunted her bowels gave way, the slopping of her mess was loud, and she didn't hold back on her farting. For a solid 5 minutes, Cersei sat and shat before eventually standing up. The stench from her leavings made her handmaiden gag.
"ugh, that was a relief" moaned cersei "now, due to my size, i cannot wipe my own arse".
"oh gods no" shivered the handmaiden.
"oh gods yes, now get the paper and clean my backside" ordered Cersei.
The handmaiden prepared some paper to clean the former queen, she leaned in passed Cersei's massive hips and to get closer to Cersei's ass crack she had to almost put her face right into cersei's ass.
"there, all done" sighed the handmaiden.
"oh but my child" added cersei "you haven't even seen what i could do if i were larger".
"my lady?" asked Leara.
"no, it's my queen to you, i'm sick of the faith militant, i'm going to reclaim the iron throne, and you're going to make me so fat that i could crush the high sparrow and Margery Tyrell under my massive arse" ordered Cersei.
"but my queen, that will be difficult" added her maiden.
"i know Margery is ballooning up aswell my dear" replied Cersei "but if i'm larger and crushing Margery's head, then you cleaning up my shit will be the nicest part of your duty" Cersei then put her robes back on and exited the hallway.

Margery
At a separate part of the red keep, in tommen and margery's room, the young king had returned from the throneroom to find something he had become accustomed to, his large naked wife in bed.
"why hello my king" whispered margery seductively.
the king admired his queen, who to prepare for bearing children had been trying to create the perfect figure for it, her hips were a foot wide each and both her breasts looked like watermelons with a small pot belly underneath.
"why do you think this is a good idead marge?" asked tommen nervously.
"i wish to serve my king in ways he'll enjoy and benefit from, such as heirs" replied margery as her eyes widened.
the king st down next to his wife "margery please, your body is becoming balloon like" replied tommen.
"oh here, let me do the work darling, it's the only way" she said as she pushed him down onto the bed.
"the only way to do what?" tommen asked.
"the only way to stop your mother" replied margery with a smirk as she climbed on top of him.
she cupped her husband's hand and placed it on her breast and took his other and placed it on her ass, she was determined to become impregnated by the king.

Sansa
5 weeks have passed since the battle at winterfell and the arrival of winter, Jon Snow and Ser Davos have banished melissandre who rides south, as do Jon and Davos with an army to reclaim the riverlands.
However these aren't the biggest problems in Sansa's life, she now weighed close to 300 pounds due to her servant's constant feeding sessions.
she awoke to her servant's calling in her bed.
"your grace?" she called
"yes, what is it?" asked sansa.
"you asked me to cleanse you last night" replied the servant
"then come in" said sansa as she rose from her bed.
"now my lady, strip off and we'll see what we're dealing with" said Lysa.
Sansa sighed and took off her nightgown to reveal her body, a set of small perky tits, flabby arms and legs, a protruding belly that didn't sag, and a round perky behind.
"my my, lady sansa, you sure have retained your figure" the servant joked.
"ugh, i know" she laughed.
"so what do you want cleaned my grace?" Lysa asked.
"well if i am to rule, i cannot have any body hair other than on my head, so shave my legs, armpit and..." began sansa as she was pointing to her crotch "i would also like a scrub down, i have not had one in a while".
"okay my lady, let's get started" said the servant.
Sansa sat on the edge of her bed while lysa began to prepare the razor and cream to shave her mistress, she covered sansa's legs in the cream and began shaving her.
"i look horrible, i'm like robert baratheon, except he had bigger breasts" sansa joked.
"well you're not as big or hairy as him" laughed lysa as she shaved her queen's legs.
"at least i've got no belly hair" replied sansa.
"i know, it would totally be a game changer, and might make you look less pale" replied lysa as she began to trim sansa's armpits.
"i hope when i take the throne, some men still want me" huffed sansa gripping her completely spherical belly, not being able to create a fold.
"i hear that yara greyjoy has retaken the iron islands, and she's getting quite big too" said lysa as she finished sansa's armpits "lift up please" sansa lifted her gut to reveal a jungle of ginger pubic hair "my my".
"i know it's bad" laughed sansa while blushing "and i heard all of yara's fat is going to her legs and tits"
"i know, i heard she has a massive fanny now with a little tiny arse" grunted lysa "and speaking of big cunts, your sister in law, cersei is getting massive supposedly".
"tits filled with milk, an arse filled of lard and a belly full of wine no doubt" smirked sansa.
"anyway my queen, time for you to be washed, i'll return with a sponge" said lysa before exiting, leaving sansa looking in the mirror and admiring herself.

Cersei
not only had queen cersei been constantly feeding, she had also been constantly drinking wine by the gallon, leading to her stomach becoming a tight water balloon filled with wine,
She was on her daily walk through the gardens she is now wearing a new dress, looking like a large trench coat, this dress covered the queens huge tits which were 2 and half feet away from her body held up by the dress to retain their perkiness, it also covered her massive ass which had only slightly grown, keeping this dress intact was a buckle below her breasts and above her belly which stuck out 3 foot and was as firm as rock and sloshed with every movement. She was walking with her handmaiden when they spotted margery tyrell waddling toward her.
"wow cersei, i haven't seen you in a long time" exclaimed margery.
"yes, i can see" muttered cersei after seeing how much margery had grown, with a similar dress to cersei margery's balloon tits were very noticable as were her large hips and over stuffed belly.
"wow what's in there?" she asked after putting both hands on cersei's gut and pushing it, hearing it slosh, cersei growled at the tyrell.
"a better question is what's in there" cersei asked as she poked margery's belly with one finger.
"well your grace, your son and i have been blessed with a little heir" giggled margery, once again cersei only growled.
"well i must go, got to do something for my lack of wine" replied cersei.
"i think i know where it all went" teased margery as she stuck one finger in cersei's belly button and then patted her belly before walking off.
"i hate that bitch, i'll show her" she growled while she began to move her mass creating even more of a sloshing noise.

Daenerys
A further two months have passed and have taken their toll on the dragon queen, a once slim and petite woman was now a large mass of fat, a gut that stuck out 2 foot in front of her and her breasts were 5 times their original size, her hips and ass were also large but her ass although still pale, was flat, she also had a lot of pussy fat.
"my queen" said messandei (who too had gotten much much bigger mostly in the hips) "yara greyjoy has returned and you are ready to go to westeros".
"ah good" deanerys sat up, her belly making her look pregnant "send her in".
waddling in through the giant door came a huge yara greyjoy, her hips swaying side to side, her top half remained the same but her belly which was in two fold as mentioned previously, her crotch had a massive bulge of fat, daenerys noticed this and raised an eyebrow in arousal.
"my queen, the iron islands have been reclaimed, your arrival at westeros is within reach" exclaimed the fat ironborn.
"good, prepare to sail out immediatly, after i talk to you about something in my bedroom" Daenerys smirked.
yara followed the queen into her grand bedroom that was lit with candle light, the queen then derobed and lay on her bed legs stretched.
Yara then took her top off, letting her tits flop down onto her muffin top, she then dropped her trousers. her fat pussy was very noticable, Daenerys then invited the iron queen to her bed, yara accepted. When the two mound of fat lay on each other, Daenerys gripped yara's massive arse while yara stuck her fingers up Daenerys' vagina, the two shared an intimate time together.
"well that was" began Daenerys
"brilliant?" added yara with a smirk.
"no, regretable" Daenerys replied as she stood up and waddled out of the room, before letting two unsullied enter with a pot of gold bars and coins.
"what are you doing with that" asked yara as she began to get frightened, afterall she was well aware of what happened to viserys.
"due to your intentions of taking the north and the iron islands, i have to make an example of you, by making you my personal treasury" said Daenerys in a serious yet upset tone "please don't let her suffer, fill her till she is in agony" she shut the door and left her lover as she screamed.

Margery
"make sure you get right in there" said queen margery as her handmaiden wiped her ass.
"i am my lady" replied her handmaiden, whenever a handmaiden wiped the pregnant queen's ass one thing was always certain, she would fart, a lot, one right in her handmaiden's face.
"OH GODS, I'M SO SORRY" Margery cried as she began to blush.
"it's quite alright my lady, it's the least i can do for you, you are the queen afterall" replied her handmaiden after she wafted away the queen's meaty gas "i believe it to be time for your belly massage my lady" the hand maiden then closed the back of margery's dress, hiding her perky rump, and walked around to her front to release her belly.
"thank you for putting up with all of this" said margery as she covered her nipples.
"it's okay my lady, it's not as bad as it would be working for the queen mother" sighed her handmaiden "speaking of working for cersei" Leara walked in with a jar of green liquid.
"the queen mother wishes you to have this lady margery, it is a alcoholic free wine, the queen believes you with appreciate this" she said to margery.
"i'm a little busy at the moment, but could you go and give cersei my thanks" replied margery with a smile.
"of course your majesty" Leara left after her dismissal.

Another 5 months pass and things are getting more platonic in westeros, Jon snow and the northern armies reclaim the river lands from the freys, although when they arrived at the twins, walder frey was nowhere to be seen. In kings landing Margery and Cersei have both ballooned up, margery has mostly been indulging on the wine Leara brought her and Cersei's trial is within the week. And towards the east, Daenerys and her new portable safe yara are heading west.

Sansa
"ugh, i feel so bloated" moaned sansa after finishing her lunch and patting her belly on her 400 pound body.
"once again, no belly rolls, your skin is still just so soft" remarked Lysa.
Sansa usually ate meals naked, though she did have some decency, she used her hair to cover her breasts and her overhang was able to hide her private region, but her big pale ass mostly went uncovered, she liked the thought that at least now she has a thick backside
"right help me into my corset" ordered sansa as she cleaned the food away from her mouth.
Lysa grabbed the straps at the back of sansa's corset and began tightening them.
"could you suck in a bit your grace" grunted lysa.
"i'm...try...ing" panted sansa, her still thin face turning red.
"almost... there" Lysa had nearly snapped the fastens on the corset when she was able to close it, but when it was sealed at the back she heard a long gurgle coming from sansa.
"lift up my dress" sansa ordered with a blank expression on her face.
Lysa lifted up the back of snasa's dress revealing her pale ass, sansa then reversed herself and sat herself on her toilet.
"this is just getting ridiculous, i can't even wipe my own arse!" moaned sansa as she grunted out farts.
"if it's any consolation your grace, i don't mind" replied lysa, sansa stood up and lysa prepared the paper.
"i highly doubt you don't, i bet you never thought you'd ever have to wipe an immobile queen's arse for a living" said sansa as lysa wiped her backside.
"no, but, it's all to see, you closer" replied lysa with a grin, and before sansa could react, lysa was grabbing her plump butt and passionately kissing sansa.
Just then another servant ran into the room "LADY SANSA LADY SANSA!" she cried.
"oh gods what" shouted sansa in surprised.
"IT'S YOUR SISTER" cried the servant.
sansa ran faster than she looked to the front gate of winterfell and low and behold stood her sister and brienne of tarth, both looking, rather fat.

Brienne and Arya
After the loss of riverrun 8 months ago, Brienne has had to go into hiding, podrik has been sent back to kings landing to meet with jaimie lannister. However, there is only one job she was able to obtain, a form of wrestling only "bigger" people can compete in, at first she was known as Brienne the brute due to her well made frame work, but the organizers of the events decided that just a simple buff girl was not as spectacular as others, so for 4 months they constantly fed and fattened her up and renamed her "Brienne the Balloon", her giant gut protruding 3 feet in front of her and was perfectly spherical, her tits were still kinda small compared to the rest of her, her butt had grown out significantly, when she fought she didn't cover her belly but wore a bra of sorts and Mawashi (the diaper sumo wrestlers wear). Her opponent on this particular day was a double act, tiny tina and bulky beth. Tiny tina was a more or less thin woman with a humongous ass, she wore only a thong and chestplate, however bulky beth was built like the mountain and wore the same as brienne.
As the match started brienne began eyeing up her opponents, trying to see which one would strike first, luckily for her it was tina, who due to her large ass, was unable to successfully run to brienne fast enough, giving her enough time to stick out her leg and make tina trip. This made brienne a little cocky though as she didn't see beth grapple her, grabbing hold of her mawashi and pulling it upward, giving her a very bad wedgie, tina then returned to her and looked at brienne's bra before ripping it of exposing her tits.
"Wow, tina tits of tarth!" she shouted as she cupped brienne's left breast.
"didn't anyone teach you cunts some manners!?" brienne headbutted tina causing blood to spill from her nose, brienne then stood on beth's toes before she punched her once in the jaw, knocking her out cold.
"that was... easy" laughed brienne, but her victory was short lived as once again, tina snuck up behind brienne and ripped he mawashi off of her and pushed her belly so that she fell ontop of beth, her head disappearing between her buttcheeks. Brienne was now sitting on another woman's head, she could feel beth's head almost enter her, however something caught brienne's eye, a girl with a familiar face looking upon her, it was the face of arya stark.
"arya?" she whispered brienne to the girl.
the girl's eye's shot open and she began to waddle away prompting brienne to get up and waddle after her, costing her the match.
As she ran her blubber bounced and jiggled until she was hit in the knee cap and she fell onto her back, turtled.
she heard a large gwomp and could feel a pressure on her stomach, she could see arya sitting on her stomach.
"why do you know my name, tell me or i'll pop you like a balloon" replied arya as she began poking brienne's belly with her sword Needle.
"i'm... brienne of tarth!" she moaned feeling the pressure of the sword against her swolllen gut.

Back at winterfell
"And after all that, we arrived here" explained arya.
"well we need to celebrate, what say a feast?" asked sansa.
Brienne and arya obliged and a great feast in the halls of winterfell ensued.

Margery
Margery was beyond huge now, her gigantic pregnant belly dwarfed anyone within the kingdom, he fat tits hung down passed her gut and her large ass stuck out far behind her and expelled noxious gas, worse than ever now that cersei had been giving her nothing but the alcoholic free wine.
"ugh where is cersei" the high sparrow groaned.
"my mother shouldn't be far away now, she's bigger now, it takes her longer to move" replied Tommen.
they had been waiting for an hour on cersei for her trial, margery had decided to sit down new to a brazier that was burning, she began sweating heavily, she could feel her belly gurgling and sloshing, even when she wasn't moving.
"what is happening to me?" she thought, then she saw leara, Cersei's handmaiden and a squad of lannister guards enter holding even more lit braziers, leara walked up to margery.
"the queen will not be attenting!" she declared "do it", the guards placed the braziers around margery, making her stomach gurgle and rumble louder.
"what? what?"fretted margery clasping her gut.
"Queen lannister sends her regards" leara and the guards rushed out and locked the doors to the sept.
"hurry, protect the queen" shouted a tyrell guard as a few men removed the brazier... but it was too late, it had begun.
the green liquid that cersei had been giving magery was a form of wildfire that when exposed to too much heat, would expand and expand.
the tyrell could already feel her body changing, she moved into the center of the sept.
"margery are you okay?" asked tommen, the queen farted loudly and screamed as a reply.
Firstly, her belly began to swell forward, causing her to begin to cry, then her body began to become spherical sucking in her arms and legs, she was now 10 foot tall.
"oh no" she cried before her nipples, vagina and ass began expelling the liquid, she then vomitted all over her body. At this point she was a giant ball of naked flesh and seemed to stop swelling.
"kill...mee!" she groaned "kill me!!!" she farted and burped befor letting out one more bounce forwad and with a loud scream, queen margery exploded, destroying the sept of balor, killing her and tommen.

Cersei
Cersei looked in sheer happiness as she saw the sept of balor explode, she was wearing a black variation of her dress, her size similar to that of margery before she began to expand.
"my queen" said leara as she walked into the queen's room, "you are needed on your throne".
Cersei farted "for what, i have my throne, i have my kingdom, the only thing to worry about is that fat targaryean bitch and that ginger cow in the north".
"well my lady, we may have a trump card then" replied leara.
"what do you mean" the queen sloshed as she turned to face her handmaiden, her lust for wine not resting.
"we have captured the bastard traitor Jon snow, brother of the ginger bitch" smirked leara.
"and why is that a trump card?" asked the queen.
"the red woman was here earlier, claiming that the bastard is the son of rhaegar targaryen and lyanna stark" she answered.
"well then, we'll have to make him feel welcome, send him to my chambers, if he looks like his father, i'm going to love sexually torturing him, hopefully he can take my weight" grunted cersei as she began to walk toward the door, this became harder and harder for her to do due to her increased size.
As she walked into the room where jon snow was, she took off her robes exposing her massive flabby body, her water balloon belly looked painful to carry. She walked up to jon and taunted him "the king in the north, the king in the north" she chanted as she walked around the restrained jon lying on the table.
"every king needs his queen" she cooed.
"what?" he questioned, getting more noticeably frightened.
"well king in the north, king beyond the wall and the true king" she teased.
"i'm not the ruler in the north, i'm no king" he added, cersei bent over spilling her cleavage onto jon's head burying him in it.
"ssh shh shh darling, i'm in control" she said in a calm but threatening tone, then began to laugh maniacally as she swayed her tits left and right, smacking them off of jon's head "bet you've never saw titties this big, bastard".
"no...no your grace" he replied.
"an honourable fool, just like your father, do not speak any longer" she roared as she gagged him.
"right, now how do i do this, do i sit on your face and you give me pleasure?" she asked in a mocking tone "or should i ride you like a war horse!" she roared, at the mention of this she saw jon's face become that of terror "Yes that's what i'll do!" she pulled down jon's trousers and began to haul her body up onto the table "ugh... huff... it's been a looong time since i've done this!" her face noticeably red raw.
She positioned herself so that her belly was resting on jon's upper abdomen and chest, he could feel the liquid inside.
"now let's get busy" she reached under her crotch fat and found and grabbed hold of jon's penis, she then penetrated herself with it "start thrusting or i'll start bouncing" to this jon obliged, he began pleasuring the queen, her giant tits and water balloon belly bouncing with her.
"my queen" said leara from the door as she watched the queen's massive ass.
"WHAT? I'M BUSY!" she roared still plowing her victim.
"the dragon queen has decided to invade" replied leara.
"just...one...more...second" she began bouncing up and down before cumming and releasing a massive lion roar like burp.
"are you done?" asked leara.
"ugh... yes" she began to dismount jon "you can have him if you want, he's actually really good" she cooed in ecstasy as she put her dress back on "let's show this fat white haired bitch that there's only room for one blubbery arse on the iron throne, and it's mine!"

Daenerys
After a long and grueling battle, the targaryen's army were victorious, cersei lay in the dungeons, being forcefully given wine to swollow into her gullet, causing her to grow gargantuan in size.
"so will that be all your grace" asked a now free jon snow.
"yes, and the arrangements are in place, you own the north and i in the south" replied daenerys.
"must say you're a much more dignified queen than cersei" said jon.
"well, maybe one day you and i..." smirked daenerys.
"i'll think about it" remarked jon before departing.
When he left, daenerys turned around to her iron throne, she derobed letting her body jiggle in all of it's glory before she parked her pale behind on the iron throne where it belonged.

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Warning: this story takes place after season 5 episode 9: the battle of the bastards so it may contain spoilers!!
Warning, this story contains slob,scat, feeding, inflation and bursting, don't like, don't read

Sansa
After the victory in the battle of the bastards and the death of her former Husband, Winterfell was now back in stark control. However the war was not over this soon, as Jon had warned her, they would have more and more enemies as the days went by, this put a lot of pressure on Sansa as she was now the lord of Winterfell.
"i'd like to be left alone for a while Jon, just while i clear my head" asked sansa as she removed her wolves cloak "And tell the servants to deliver my food to my door".
"Okay Sansa, but i don't want this new war we've started to worry into not taking part in reclaiming your homeland" replied Jon.
"i don't just want to take back my homeland, i want to take the iron throne" Exclaimed Sansa.
"Have you gone mad!?" was Jon's reply "On what grounds".
"They took my family, our family" she cried "and now, they're going to pay".
"I'll only go along with this because you're my sister, i'll send your new maid up as soon as possible, you'll like her, her name's Lysa, like our aunt" replied Jon, Sansa only shrugged this off, as she had more to deal with than just the north now that she has declared war on the seven kingdoms.
After an Hour, Sansa's new hand maiden arrived at her door with a ginormous feast.
"My gods!" exclaimed sansa.
"only the best for the queen in the north, you must not have had a decent meal in weeks" was lysa's reply.
"well yes but, don't you think this is excessive, you'd have to roll me to kingslanding if i ate all of this" Sansa replied still in shock with the massive amount of food in front of her.
"well no one ever said a queen should be small and frail, besides, you've earned it." with that Lysa left the room.
Sansa began eating, but rather sheepishly, she didn't want to eat like a hog, but eventually she decided that she had now made her claim to the iron throne, she was the Queen in the north, she was her own person.

Daenerys
After the Master's defeat at the hands of her dragons Daenerys was now in proposal to help Yara and theon take the salt throne, however now that she was in a life of luxury, and had gained a few pounds since her victory. She had been getting pampered by her servants and fattened up to the point she had just surpassed 223 pounds.
"My queen?" asked Yara Greyjoy who had retained her thin physique.
"yes my loyal salt servant" replied Daenerys
"shouldn't we focus on the impending threat from my uncle?" replied yara.
"yes, and to do it, i am sending you and your brother back to Pyke with a legion of my unsullied soldiers, you will reclaim Pyke and the Iron Islands before your uncle has a chance to build up his fleet, then return to me and take me to my rightful palace" answered Daenerys.
"Very good my queen" Yara, departed the throne room and began her journey back to Pyke bringing her newly acquired men to reclaim the salt throne.
"Servants!" yelled the queen from her throne, at this about 8 servants came rushing into the room "i'm going to have my oil bath now".
As this was said, she dropped her robe and let her new flabby body breath, her tits were still perky and on the small side but her ass and belly made up for it, her belly made her look pregnant and her ass looked like a pillow attached to her lower back, she was truly on her way to becoming queen of the seven kingdoms.

Cersei
As the date for her trial itched closer and closer, Cersei's nerves were getting the better of her, she too began to stress eat, gaining a few pounds, luckily for the queen it barely effected her stomach, instead of giving her a massive glob of fat, it was flabby, however, Cersei's breasts and ass were greatly effected, her ass measuring so far around her that it stuck out a foot and a half and her breasts not to far off. Cersei was wearing less and less clothing as the days went by, her dresses now showed off a lot of cleavage, and the back of them rode up so that her ass was more or less visible, her new handmaiden seemed to be trying to plump her up.
"LEARA!" Screamed the Cersei.
"Yes madam" her handmaiden replied.
"if you don't stop turning me into a giant cow, you'll have to get a much larger booth to fit my massive arse into a chair!" she screamed.
"i take it this is not just why you shouted me in here" said Leara.
"No it's not, as i see it, you're the one at fault for my new gigantic frame, so you'll have to deal with the repercussions" replied Cersei with a grin.
"what does that mean my lady?" asked Leara nervously.
"come with me to my lavatory." Cersei smiled before waddling out of the room.
the two women walked and waddled to the former queen's personal toilet.
"What are you going to do my lady?" Leara once again asked in a now very nervous tone.
"do you remember the Dornish platter you made me last night?" Cersei asked as she derobed exposing her massive breasts, flabby belly and huge ass.
"y-y-yes..." stuttered Leara at the sight of the queen.
"well, the peppers, didn't really agree with me" Cersei grinned as she backed up onto the toilet bowl "This is what i meant".
As the Fromer queen grunted her bowels gave way, the slopping of her mess was loud, and she didn't hold back on her farting. For a solid 5 minutes, Cersei sat and shat before eventually standing up. The stench from her leavings made her handmaiden gag.
"ugh, that was a relief" moaned cersei "now, due to my size, i cannot wipe my own arse".
"oh gods no" shivered the handmaiden.
"oh gods yes, now get the paper and clean my backside" ordered Cersei.
The handmaiden prepared some paper to clean the former queen, she leaned in passed Cersei's massive hips and to get closer to Cersei's ass crack she had to almost put her face right into cersei's ass.
"there, all done" sighed the handmaiden.
"oh but my child" added cersei "you haven't even seen what i could do if i were larger".
"my lady?" asked Leara.
"no, it's my queen to you, i'm sick of the faith militant, i'm going to reclaim the iron throne, and you're going to make me so fat that i could crush the high sparrow and Margery Tyrell under my massive arse" ordered Cersei.
"but my queen, that will be difficult" added her maiden.
"i know Margery is ballooning up aswell my dear" replied Cersei "but if i'm larger and crushing Margery's head, then you cleaning up my shit will be the nicest part of your duty" Cersei then put her robes back on and exited the hallway.

Margery
At a separate part of the red keep, in tommen and margery's room, the young king had returned from the throneroom to find something he had become accustomed to, his large naked wife in bed.
"why hello my king" whispered margery seductively.
the king admired his queen, who to prepare for bearing children had been trying to create the perfect figure for it, her hips were a foot wide each and both her breasts looked like watermelons with a small pot belly underneath.
"why do you think this is a good idead marge?" asked tommen nervously.
"i wish to serve my king in ways he'll enjoy and benefit from, such as heirs" replied margery as her eyes widened.
the king st down next to his wife "margery please, your body is becoming balloon like" replied tommen.
"oh here, let me do the work darling, it's the only way" she said as she pushed him down onto the bed.
"the only way to do what?" tommen asked.
"the only way to stop your mother" replied margery with a smirk as she climbed on top of him.
she cupped her husband's hand and placed it on her breast and took his other and placed it on her ass, she was determined to become impregnated by the king.

Sansa
5 weeks have passed since the battle at winterfell and the arrival of winter, Jon Snow and Ser Davos have banished melissandre who rides south, as do Jon and Davos with an army to reclaim the riverlands.
However these aren't the biggest problems in Sansa's life, she now weighed close to 300 pounds due to her servant's constant feeding sessions.
she awoke to her servant's calling in her bed.
"your grace?" she called
"yes, what is it?" asked sansa.
"you asked me to cleanse you last night" replied the servant
"then come in" said sansa as she rose from her bed.
"now my lady, strip off and we'll see what we're dealing with" said Lysa.
Sansa sighed and took off her nightgown to reveal her body, a set of small perky tits, flabby arms and legs, a protruding belly that didn't sag, and a round perky behind.
"my my, lady sansa, you sure have retained your figure" the servant joked.
"ugh, i know" she laughed.
"so what do you want cleaned my grace?" Lysa asked.
"well if i am to rule, i cannot have any body hair other than on my head, so shave my legs, armpit and..." began sansa as she was pointing to her crotch "i would also like a scrub down, i have not had one in a while".
"okay my lady, let's get started" said the servant.
Sansa sat on the edge of her bed while lysa began to prepare the razor and cream to shave her mistress, she covered sansa's legs in the cream and began shaving her.
"i look horrible, i'm like robert baratheon, except he had bigger breasts" sansa joked.
"well you're not as big or hairy as him" laughed lysa as she shaved her queen's legs.
"at least i've got no belly hair" replied sansa.
"i know, it would totally be a game changer, and might make you look less pale" replied lysa as she began to trim sansa's armpits.
"i hope when i take the throne, some men still want me" huffed sansa gripping her completely spherical belly, not being able to create a fold.
"i hear that yara greyjoy has retaken the iron islands, and she's getting quite big too" said lysa as she finished sansa's armpits "lift up please" sansa lifted her gut to reveal a jungle of ginger pubic hair "my my".
"i know it's bad" laughed sansa while blushing "and i heard all of yara's fat is going to her legs and tits"
"i know, i heard she has a massive fanny now with a little tiny arse" grunted lysa "and speaking of big cunts, your sister in law, cersei is getting massive supposedly".
"tits filled with milk, an arse filled of lard and a belly full of wine no doubt" smirked sansa.
"anyway my queen, time for you to be washed, i'll return with a sponge" said lysa before exiting, leaving sansa looking in the mirror and admiring herself.

Cersei
not only had queen cersei been constantly feeding, she had also been constantly drinking wine by the gallon, leading to her stomach becoming a tight water balloon filled with wine,
She was on her daily walk through the gardens she is now wearing a new dress, looking like a large trench coat, this dress covered the queens huge tits which were 2 and half feet away from her body held up by the dress to retain their perkiness, it also covered her massive ass which had only slightly grown, keeping this dress intact was a buckle below her breasts and above her belly which stuck out 3 foot and was as firm as rock and sloshed with every movement. She was walking with her handmaiden when they spotted margery tyrell waddling toward her.
"wow cersei, i haven't seen you in a long time" exclaimed margery.
"yes, i can see" muttered cersei after seeing how much margery had grown, with a similar dress to cersei margery's balloon tits were very noticable as were her large hips and over stuffed belly.
"wow what's in there?" she asked after putting both hands on cersei's gut and pushing it, hearing it slosh, cersei growled at the tyrell.
"a better question is what's in there" cersei asked as she poked margery's belly with one finger.
"well your grace, your son and i have been blessed with a little heir" giggled margery, once again cersei only growled.
"well i must go, got to do something for my lack of wine" replied cersei.
"i think i know where it all went" teased margery as she stuck one finger in cersei's belly button and then patted her belly before walking off.
"i hate that bitch, i'll show her" she growled while she began to move her mass creating even more of a sloshing noise.

Daenerys
A further two months have passed and have taken their toll on the dragon queen, a once slim and petite woman was now a large mass of fat, a gut that stuck out 2 foot in front of her and her breasts were 5 times their original size, her hips and ass were also large but her ass although still pale, was flat, she also had a lot of pussy fat.
"my queen" said messandei (who too had gotten much much bigger mostly in the hips) "yara greyjoy has returned and you are ready to go to westeros".
"ah good" deanerys sat up, her belly making her look pregnant "send her in".
waddling in through the giant door came a huge yara greyjoy, her hips swaying side to side, her top half remained the same but her belly which was in two fold as mentioned previously, her crotch had a massive bulge of fat, daenerys noticed this and raised an eyebrow in arousal.
"my queen, the iron islands have been reclaimed, your arrival at westeros is within reach" exclaimed the fat ironborn.
"good, prepare to sail out immediatly, after i talk to you about something in my bedroom" Daenerys smirked.
yara followed the queen into her grand bedroom that was lit with candle light, the queen then derobed and lay on her bed legs stretched.
Yara then took her top off, letting her tits flop down onto her muffin top, she then dropped her trousers. her fat pussy was very noticable, Daenerys then invited the iron queen to her bed, yara accepted. When the two mound of fat lay on each other, Daenerys gripped yara's massive arse while yara stuck her fingers up Daenerys' vagina, the two shared an intimate time together.
"well that was" began Daenerys
"brilliant?" added yara with a smirk.
"no, regretable" Daenerys replied as she stood up and waddled out of the room, before letting two unsullied enter with a pot of gold bars and coins.
"what are you doing with that" asked yara as she began to get frightened, afterall she was well aware of what happened to viserys.
"due to your intentions of taking the north and the iron islands, i have to make an example of you, by making you my personal treasury" said Daenerys in a serious yet upset tone "please don't let her suffer, fill her till she is in agony" she shut the door and left her lover as she screamed.

Margery
"make sure you get right in there" said queen margery as her handmaiden wiped her ass.
"i am my lady" replied her handmaiden, whenever a handmaiden wiped the pregnant queen's ass one thing was always certain, she would fart, a lot, one right in her handmaiden's face.
"OH GODS, I'M SO SORRY" Margery cried as she began to blush.
"it's quite alright my lady, it's the least i can do for you, you are the queen afterall" replied her handmaiden after she wafted away the queen's meaty gas "i believe it to be time for your belly massage my lady" the hand maiden then closed the back of margery's dress, hiding her perky rump, and walked around to her front to release her belly.
"thank you for putting up with all of this" said margery as she covered her nipples.
"it's okay my lady, it's not as bad as it would be working for the queen mother" sighed her handmaiden "speaking of working for cersei" Leara walked in with a jar of green liquid.
"the queen mother wishes you to have this lady margery, it is a alcoholic free wine, the queen believes you with appreciate this" she said to margery.
"i'm a little busy at the moment, but could you go and give cersei my thanks" replied margery with a smile.
"of course your majesty" Leara left after her dismissal.

Another 5 months pass and things are getting more platonic in westeros, Jon snow and the northern armies reclaim the river lands from the freys, although when they arrived at the twins, walder frey was nowhere to be seen. In kings landing Margery and Cersei have both ballooned up, margery has mostly been indulging on the wine Leara brought her and Cersei's trial is within the week. And towards the east, Daenerys and her new portable safe yara are heading west.

Sansa
"ugh, i feel so bloated" moaned sansa after finishing her lunch and patting her belly on her 400 pound body.
"once again, no belly rolls, your skin is still just so soft" remarked Lysa.
Sansa usually ate meals naked, though she did have some decency, she used her hair to cover her breasts and her overhang was able to hide her private region, but her big pale ass mostly went uncovered, she liked the thought that at least now she has a thick backside
"right help me into my corset" ordered sansa as she cleaned the food away from her mouth.
Lysa grabbed the straps at the back of sansa's corset and began tightening them.
"could you suck in a bit your grace" grunted lysa.
"i'm...try...ing" panted sansa, her still thin face turning red.
"almost... there" Lysa had nearly snapped the fastens on the corset when she was able to close it, but when it was sealed at the back she heard a long gurgle coming from sansa.
"lift up my dress" sansa ordered with a blank expression on her face.
Lysa lifted up the back of snasa's dress revealing her pale ass, sansa then reversed herself and sat herself on her toilet.
"this is just getting ridiculous, i can't even wipe my own arse!" moaned sansa as she grunted out farts.
"if it's any consolation your grace, i don't mind" replied lysa, sansa stood up and lysa prepared the paper.
"i highly doubt you don't, i bet you never thought you'd ever have to wipe an immobile queen's arse for a living" said sansa as lysa wiped her backside.
"no, but, it's all to see, you closer" replied lysa with a grin, and before sansa could react, lysa was grabbing her plump butt and passionately kissing sansa.
Just then another servant ran into the room "LADY SANSA LADY SANSA!" she cried.
"oh gods what" shouted sansa in surprised.
"IT'S YOUR SISTER" cried the servant.
sansa ran faster than she looked to the front gate of winterfell and low and behold stood her sister and brienne of tarth, both looking, rather fat.

Brienne and Arya
After the loss of riverrun 8 months ago, Brienne has had to go into hiding, podrik has been sent back to kings landing to meet with jaimie lannister. However, there is only one job she was able to obtain, a form of wrestling only "bigger" people can compete in, at first she was known as Brienne the brute due to her well made frame work, but the organizers of the events decided that just a simple buff girl was not as spectacular as others, so for 4 months they constantly fed and fattened her up and renamed her "Brienne the Balloon", her giant gut protruding 3 feet in front of her and was perfectly spherical, her tits were still kinda small compared to the rest of her, her butt had grown out significantly, when she fought she didn't cover her belly but wore a bra of sorts and Mawashi (the diaper sumo wrestlers wear). Her opponent on this particular day was a double act, tiny tina and bulky beth. Tiny tina was a more or less thin woman with a humongous ass, she wore only a thong and chestplate, however bulky beth was built like the mountain and wore the same as brienne.
As the match started brienne began eyeing up her opponents, trying to see which one would strike first, luckily for her it was tina, who due to her large ass, was unable to successfully run to brienne fast enough, giving her enough time to stick out her leg and make tina trip. This made brienne a little cocky though as she didn't see beth grapple her, grabbing hold of her mawashi and pulling it upward, giving her a very bad wedgie, tina then returned to her and looked at brienne's bra before ripping it of exposing her tits.
"Wow, tina tits of tarth!" she shouted as she cupped brienne's left breast.
"didn't anyone teach you cunts some manners!?" brienne headbutted tina causing blood to spill from her nose, brienne then stood on beth's toes before she punched her once in the jaw, knocking her out cold.
"that was... easy" laughed brienne, but her victory was short lived as once again, tina snuck up behind brienne and ripped he mawashi off of her and pushed her belly so that she fell ontop of beth, her head disappearing between her buttcheeks. Brienne was now sitting on another woman's head, she could feel beth's head almost enter her, however something caught brienne's eye, a girl with a familiar face looking upon her, it was the face of arya stark.
"arya?" she whispered brienne to the girl.
the girl's eye's shot open and she began to waddle away prompting brienne to get up and waddle after her, costing her the match.
As she ran her blubber bounced and jiggled until she was hit in the knee cap and she fell onto her back, turtled.
she heard a large gwomp and could feel a pressure on her stomach, she could see arya sitting on her stomach.
"why do you know my name, tell me or i'll pop you like a balloon" replied arya as she began poking brienne's belly with her sword Needle.
"i'm... brienne of tarth!" she moaned feeling the pressure of the sword against her swolllen gut.

Back at winterfell
"And after all that, we arrived here" explained arya.
"well we need to celebrate, what say a feast?" asked sansa.
Brienne and arya obliged and a great feast in the halls of winterfell ensued.

Margery
Margery was beyond huge now, her gigantic pregnant belly dwarfed anyone within the kingdom, he fat tits hung down passed her gut and her large ass stuck out far behind her and expelled noxious gas, worse than ever now that cersei had been giving her nothing but the alcoholic free wine.
"ugh where is cersei" the high sparrow groaned.
"my mother shouldn't be far away now, she's bigger now, it takes her longer to move" replied Tommen.
they had been waiting for an hour on cersei for her trial, margery had decided to sit down new to a brazier that was burning, she began sweating heavily, she could feel her belly gurgling and sloshing, even when she wasn't moving.
"what is happening to me?" she thought, then she saw leara, Cersei's handmaiden and a squad of lannister guards enter holding even more lit braziers, leara walked up to margery.
"the queen will not be attenting!" she declared "do it", the guards placed the braziers around margery, making her stomach gurgle and rumble louder.
"what? what?"fretted margery clasping her gut.
"Queen lannister sends her regards" leara and the guards rushed out and locked the doors to the sept.
"hurry, protect the queen" shouted a tyrell guard as a few men removed the brazier... but it was too late, it had begun.
the green liquid that cersei had been giving magery was a form of wildfire that when exposed to too much heat, would expand and expand.
the tyrell could already feel her body changing, she moved into the center of the sept.
"margery are you okay?" asked tommen, the queen farted loudly and screamed as a reply.
Firstly, her belly began to swell forward, causing her to begin to cry, then her body began to become spherical sucking in her arms and legs, she was now 10 foot tall.
"oh no" she cried before her nipples, vagina and ass began expelling the liquid, she then vomitted all over her body. At this point she was a giant ball of naked flesh and seemed to stop swelling.
"kill...mee!" she groaned "kill me!!!" she farted and burped befor letting out one more bounce forwad and with a loud scream, queen margery exploded, destroying the sept of balor, killing her and tommen.

Cersei
Cersei looked in sheer happiness as she saw the sept of balor explode, she was wearing a black variation of her dress, her size similar to that of margery before she began to expand.
"my queen" said leara as she walked into the queen's room, "you are needed on your throne".
Cersei farted "for what, i have my throne, i have my kingdom, the only thing to worry about is that fat targaryean bitch and that ginger cow in the north".
"well my lady, we may have a trump card then" replied leara.
"what do you mean" the queen sloshed as she turned to face her handmaiden, her lust for wine not resting.
"we have captured the bastard traitor Jon snow, brother of the ginger bitch" smirked leara.
"and why is that a trump card?" asked the queen.
"the red woman was here earlier, claiming that the bastard is the son of rhaegar targaryen and lyanna stark" she answered.
"well then, we'll have to make him feel welcome, send him to my chambers, if he looks like his father, i'm going to love sexually torturing him, hopefully he can take my weight" grunted cersei as she began to walk toward the door, this became harder and harder for her to do due to her increased size.
As she walked into the room where jon snow was, she took off her robes exposing her massive flabby body, her water balloon belly looked painful to carry. She walked up to jon and taunted him "the king in the north, the king in the north" she chanted as she walked around the restrained jon lying on the table.
"every king needs his queen" she cooed.
"what?" he questioned, getting more noticeably frightened.
"well king in the north, king beyond the wall and the true king" she teased.
"i'm not the ruler in the north, i'm no king" he added, cersei bent over spilling her cleavage onto jon's head burying him in it.
"ssh shh shh darling, i'm in control" she said in a calm but threatening tone, then began to laugh maniacally as she swayed her tits left and right, smacking them off of jon's head "bet you've never saw titties this big, bastard".
"no...no your grace" he replied.
"an honourable fool, just like your father, do not speak any longer" she roared as she gagged him.
"right, now how do i do this, do i sit on your face and you give me pleasure?" she asked in a mocking tone "or should i ride you like a war horse!" she roared, at the mention of this she saw jon's face become that of terror "Yes that's what i'll do!" she pulled down jon's trousers and began to haul her body up onto the table "ugh... huff... it's been a looong time since i've done this!" her face noticeably red raw.
She positioned herself so that her belly was resting on jon's upper abdomen and chest, he could feel the liquid inside.
"now let's get busy" she reached under her crotch fat and found and grabbed hold of jon's penis, she then penetrated herself with it "start thrusting or i'll start bouncing" to this jon obliged, he began pleasuring the queen, her giant tits and water balloon belly bouncing with her.
"my queen" said leara from the door as she watched the queen's massive ass.
"WHAT? I'M BUSY!" she roared still plowing her victim.
"the dragon queen has decided to invade" replied leara.
"just...one...more...second" she began bouncing up and down before cumming and releasing a massive lion roar like burp.
"are you done?" asked leara.
"ugh... yes" she began to dismount jon "you can have him if you want, he's actually really good" she cooed in ecstasy as she put her dress back on "let's show this fat white haired bitch that there's only room for one blubbery arse on the iron throne, and it's mine!"

Daenerys
After a long and grueling battle, the targaryen's army were victorious, cersei lay in the dungeons, being forcefully given wine to swollow into her gullet, causing her to grow gargantuan in size.
"so will that be all your grace" asked a now free jon snow.
"yes, and the arrangements are in place, you own the north and i in the south" replied daenerys.
"must say you're a much more dignified queen than cersei" said jon.
"well, maybe one day you and i..." smirked daenerys.
"i'll think about it" remarked jon before departing.
When he left, daenerys turned around to her iron throne, she derobed letting her body jiggle in all of it's glory before she parked her pale behind on the iron throne where it belonged.