Kerillian's Nurglite Transformation: Expanded Edition

"ah perfect!" Kerillian exclaimed upon sighting a big oak tree outside town, "Now I don't have to worry about spending time in the housing of humans, let alone paying to stay there.", Kerillian set her bag down and took a good look at the tree for a way to climb up it, but in her "inspection" she failed to notice the small green creature that started inspecting her bag, and poisoning her rations. "now I just need to grab that branch there and it can take me to the centre of the tre-" she stopped herself and turned around to her bag, noticing the noise "Nurgling!" she shouted before kicking the thing so hard it fell down the rocky crevasse near the tree. "I swear I go on a nice trip away from all this and I STILL have to deal with these Scunners", she said as she picked up her bag and started climbing the tree.

As the hour grew late and the sky darkened, Kerillian opened up her bag and started to eat her rations for the day, which was nothing but some simple long-lasting bread and preserved fruits, unaware of the disease added to the food she was consuming by the nurgling. About halfway through her meal Kerillian noticed that it wasn't sating her hunger, but she felt more hungry than before. "now I can't starve up here can I?" she said "I guess i'll just have to eat what I have and get a resupply in the morning" as she unpacked all her rations and started to consume them.

"uggghhhhh" Kerillian moaned as she woke up, her stomach rumbling with the sound of hunger, and her head feeling drowsy as if she was ill. packing up her things and hopping down the tree, Kerillian made her way into town looking for some place to refill her supplies,...and maybe grab a snack too while she was there. after perusing the towns market for about 15 minutes, Kerillian had successfully refilled her supplies from a local shopkeep, and had gotten directions to the nearest city with a hospice, as well as some chicken from the local butcher, of which she was already halfway through consuming by the time she got on the cart heading to Altdorf, Capital of the Empire.

By the time the cart reached Altdorf it was dusk, and Kerillian had already eaten all of her bought supplies without realising it, and because of this her stomach was straining against her belt. "ah well its too late now to go looking for the hospice, ill just have to buy a room for the night and look tomorrow. I just hope the inn I choose has something good to eat, i'm starving". The room Kerillian had rented for the night was only a small thing on the ground floor with a window that looked out onto a barely lit alley, and sadly for her, she hadn't gotten there early enough for the inn to still be serving food. Waking up with the feeling of pure hunger late in the night, Kerillian was pacing around her room silently as she couldnt sate this pain at the current hour "N-no, I have to go and find something to eat or i'm not getting any sleep at all" she said before she opened the window to her room and snuck out into the alley it looked out onto, Kerillian whispered to herself "but where am I going to get something at this hour? everywhere is closed" before she found a prize she was looking for. the scraps and offcuts of food from the inn were laying in a pile in they alley, "no I cant eat this, an Asrai wouldn't degrade herself to eating like this, but, *uggghhhh* I'm going to have to, or i'm not going to sleep" shoving the offcuts on the top of the pile into her hungry mouth, Kerillian grabbed what else she could and took it back to her room and started gorging on what she brought back, broken pies, pork offcuts, dirt covered potatoes and other goods were all devoured by Kerillian that night, where she had to undo her belt to relieve the paunch developed from the feast she just had, before she dozed off to sleep content.

The next few days were similar, Kerillian had forgotten about going to the hospice at all, and was more interested in going around Altdorf looking for food to eat and places to eat at, which she did at day. At night she repeated her cycle, she would sneak out of her room and gorge on the offcuts thrown out by the numerous inns, restaurants, foodstores and butchers at the end of the day, of which she decided was easier to do on the spot rather than take the food back to her room, as it would look mighty suspicious if she was carrying something in the dark at night. "ugghhh so good!" Kerillian said as she was halfway though a pile of stale pastries thrown out by a bakers, "but I need more, i'm still damn hungry!", and by the end of the week her Paunch had developed into a full blown pot-belly, and her thighs were straining her trousers, and by concerning herself with eating all the time, Kerillian wasnt noticing she was getting dirtier due to all the muck she was near when finding her next feast.

Kerillian repeated this cycle for the next few weeks, and her figure had changed dramatically. Gone were the days of the rail thin child of Athel Loren, and in its place there was a mess of an Asrai woman, who's pot-belly had turned into not just a full blown belly, but one with an overhang that started to develop a roll on top of itself, her thighs and ass' mass had increased themselves threefold, tearing her trousers along the seams, her breasts also shared her burden, with the flat chest Kerillian once had now replaced by two bulging masses of flesh that rested and drooped upon her large belly, barely contained within the remains of the green shirt she wore, Kerillians face had also undergone a change, with her neck becoming thick with fat and her jowls developing a secondary chin. But Kerillian didnt care, she didnt even notice this gradual change she underwent. She only cared about food, and it was hard to get with zero money and being kicked out of the inn she was staying, "ugggghhhh im still so damn hungry, and I cant just start eating like I have in the middle of the day, I have more pride than that" Kerillian said, Ignoring the bloated and dirty mess she had become, and instead thinking she was looking just perfect. "wait...why don't I just go to the area where all the food that is chucked out is collected? other cities do it underground, therefor no one can see me feast and I get an endless supply of what I want!", and before Kerillian knew it, she was shoving herself down a manhole to locate the area where the city threw its unwanted items, and before long she had found it, a large stone room deep underground that had all the unwanted foodstuffs and other items constantly dumped down there from far above ground, "haha yes, ive found what I wanted!" Kerillian shouted with a hungry look in her pure black eyes, and she threw herself onto the pile, gorging on all the half eaten and stale food dumped down there by the cities citizens, without a care in the world as Kerillian was in her element.

A few months had passed and even the bloated form of Kerillian before she made her way down was unrecognizable to the form she had taken now, let alone recognizable as an elf once. She was stark naked and had a slight shade of sickly green, her clothes torn to shreds long ago by either her dirty and messy bulging mass, or the environment she was in. her belly had gone from the simple overhang to the vast majority of her body, almost touching the ground if she was standing, and looping around the entirety of her sides with another roll developed on top of it, her ass and thighs had widened themselves to match the roundness of her belly and they would stick out a far bit, if her back wasnt covered in thick rolls of fatty flesh. Kerillians breasts were large but relatively firm, drooping down the sides of her belly slightly, her arms were almost entirely made of fat, with just enough mobility left in them to move them to the floor and towards her mouth to gorge on whatever she could find, of which said mouth was embedded within the fleshy appearance of her head, her jowls and chin had fused with her neck fat to create a mound of fat her head not only rested upon, but was part of too. "*urrrrrrrrrppp*" Kerillian burped before speaking, in a lower pitch than her regular voice, which accompanied the change her body had underwent, "Those damn Lumberfoots better chuck some more down here before I go up there and tell them what fo-" Kerillian tried to get her heaving body up, jiggling its mass with her movement as she tried to take steps forward, slapping her belly with the movement of her knees before falling forwards into the pile, where she started to feed herself on the scraps next to her face, "whatever, I can eat just fine like this as walking is too hard anyway, and i'm not going to leave my pile alone as those damn little green scunners will eat it all, this is mine and they should serve me!"

By years end the Asrai woman who called herself "Kerillian" was long gone, in her place was a gigantic mass of fatty flesh who shared the same name, who sat upon the trash heap of the city, barely moving but always hungry. Kerillian's gut had grown into a bulging accumulation of her desire to eat that had essentially become the middle and lower regions of her body, spilled all over her gigantic legs and ass and drooping onto the floor with a roll forming at her belly button, and another where her next meal lay upon it, unable to be grasped by her flabby arms and chunky fingers, the weight of them too high to lift for herself. Kerillian's head had also seen more growth, as the "orb" the fat from her chin and neck had fused into was now developing its own rolls of fat, and Kerillian's once silky smooth white hair was now dishevelled and reached all the way down to her ass. To make room for her continuous feast, her breasts had sagged to the sides while still retaining their enlarged forms, But Kerillian didnt care, she didnt even care about who was feeding her, which was the nurglings that had mysteriously cropped up since her presence in the trash heap, her meals would land in or near her lap, of which they would feed it to her, they even brought back some fresher foods from  time to time, stolen from the surface to give to the locus of nurgle brewing under the city that was called kerillain. "uhmf, yes, MORE" said Kerillian, with a deep booming voice after finishing a half eaten steak, "Your Lard Queen commands it!", slapping her belly with the limited movement of her arm to gesture the nurglings to find another feast for her, that made the flesh ripple with the impact "Kerillian the Lard Queen demands more! my glorious ascension is soon, and I want to be the heaviest I can possibly be before it, and soon my presence will be felt by all!" she shouted in her thick accent, with a hungry look in her cold black eyes before she accidentally munched down on a nurgling that got too close to her devouring maw, it's daemonic essence seeping into Kerillian, The Lard Queen...