Chapter 6
"Happy birthday, Rhaenyra!" Her small party was alight with cheers, as Rhaenyra sat down at the table.
Alicent, her friends and her cousins, Laenor and Laena, had gathered at the local Cheesecake Factory. Most of them hadn't seen Rhaenyra in years, and were shocked at the fact that she'd ballooned to a formidable two-hundred-seventy pounds.
Nobody made a comment, except Laena. Laena was never afraid to speak her mind, nor did she fear holding back her true opinions from Rhaenyra, whom she'd grown up sharing gossip and secrets with.
Laena watched as Alicent rested against Rhaenyra's round body, and her face twisted into a smile, half amused, half heart-warmed. "You look like you've enjoyed yourself since last we spoke." She said, with that pointed, humorous tone to her voice that she'd had practically since birth.
At least she's happy...
Laena thought to herself.
She didn't even think Rhaenyra looked too bad, but the fact that she'd grown so fat in what was about two years since seeing her... it did worry Laena a bit.
Rhaenyra was worried as well, though she was worried if there would be enough cake for her, not just one slice. She blushed at her cousin's comment, and enjoying the humor, she placed a hand on her vast belly, "I have." She purred, snickering alongside Laena.
As soon as the candles were blown out, Rhaenyra went right to digging in, despite how full she was from dinner. It was as if she was possessed and couldn't stop herself, just because Alicent was watching.
Alicent could see how greedy Rhaenyra was getting, and she quietly ordered another cake.
She stared, almost enthralled by Rhaenyra pushing her third slice of cheesecake past her plump lips.
She felt a warmth swelling in her core, and she squirmed in her seat.
Rhaenyra looked up at Alicent and smirked, "Another cake? Am I eating too much?" She asked, innocently. Her smirk tightened as Alicent began to fluster. Too easy.
Alicent tried her hardest not to show how aroused she was getting. Her red cheeks and the flaring of her nostrils were more than enough of a signal for the fat Rhaenyra to keep going, and Alicent could only helplessly watch as Rhaenyra made a glutton out of herself, stuffing her face with fattening cake, slice by slice.
Rhaenyra leaned back and sighed loudly, "I'm so full." She said, giving Alicent soft eyes.
"Do you want to take it home?" Alicent asked, trying to hide the tension building inside her. "We can just... wrap it up—"
"Oh, but it's so good." Rhaenyra whimpered, half-moaning. "I'm sure I can finish it—" she struggled to put a fifth slice of cake in her mouth, "Mmph..." she felt her own crotch tighten, the fullness of her belly making it hard to even think about standing up. It made her very wet, very quickly.
Laena saw that she was finally defeated by her own gluttony, and silently signaled the waitress to come with the check.
"I'll pay—" Alicent almost fell over trying to get the check. She fumbled with it, trying not to think about how she was going to stuff that extra cake down Rhaenyra's throat at home.
Laena nodded softly, "Thank you, Alicent. Especially for doing such a lovely thing for us all to celebrate my lovely cousin."
Rhaenyra, who was still halfway in and out of a food coma, made no effort to move, she simply tried to retain her composure. "It's always a pleasure to have you around, Laena my dear." She went to lean over for a kiss on the cheek, but she was too full to move, even if she wanted to...
Laena saw this, and stifling a giggle, she leaned over for an awkward hug. "I'll call you this week, we can plan another little outing like this." She purred, and slowly got up to leave.
One by one, the table emptied, except for Rhaenyra, who was too fat and too full to wrestle her way out of the booth properly.
Alicent sat beside her, sweating from the arousal.
"Can you help me?" Rhaenyra pleaded, quietly.
Alicent swallowed thickly and nodded, gently coaxing the fat Targaryen girl from her seat. "Come now, my love..." she cooed. "We still have a whole cake left to finish." She practically drooled with each word, fighting with herself not to orgasm right then and there.
Rhaenyra struggled to her feet, her belly like an anchor as she tried to keep her balance. It felt so tight and full she might burst if she moved wrong.
Alicent watched, helplessly aroused, as Rhaenyra struggled to waddle to the door, fumbling with the undone belt around her already snug pants. "A-am I driving?" She asked, shakily.
Rhaenyra looked down at her belly and made a lazy attempt to buckle her belt. "Yes." She responded, already winded from the effort as she opened the car door lazily.
She struggled to sit comfortably in the car, and the ride home was tense and silent, both women trying not to speak, as one word from either of them would have the potential to boil over into a foolish attempt at sex in the car...