From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: The Emir's Wrath (MF, mdom)
Date: 28 Sep 1995 00:44:39 GMT

			   The Emir's Wrath
				  by
			     Steve Gorden

	My name is Harun Ibn Ibrahim. In the late eighteen hundreds it
was my privilege to act as royal procuror for his eminence the Emir of
Bhutan. The Emir, whose full name was Sallah Ibn Rashid was a man
whose only interest was in large women. Like many of my countrymen, he
preferred his women to be quite plump, but he revelled in observing a
petite young girl ballooning and bulging to his taste.

	In my office as royal procuror it was my task to find suitable
concubines for the Emir in the white slave markets of Baghdad and to
assist in the fattening of each new houri in the Emir's harem. He
preferred that I find him women of the light complexion, often blonde
or red haired and between 110 to 120 pounds in weight. I would fatten
each to a weight of at least 300 to 350 pounds, with the Emir an
appreciative spectator.

	This process usually took four to six months, after which time
a great feast was held and the Emir enjoyed his new concubine for the
first time. I can say with pride that such was my knowledge of the
Emir's taste after years in his employ, that only once did I find him
an unsuitable mate and in that case I was able to make amends to the
Emir, as you will hear in my story.

	This girl was named Barbara in her native tongue. But when I
presented her to Emir Ibn Rashid, he chose for her a new name. Alysse.
Alysse was a twenty-one year old, of European extraction, with reddish
brown hair, high cheek bones and flashing green eyes. She had been
kidnapped while traveling with family in Syria, or so Ahmed the slave
dealer told. She had a fiery temper and would not bend easily to the
Emir's will. This, I knew, he would enjoy.

	She struggled and cursed as my assistants bound her into the
fattening chair, writhing and twisting and trying to avoid the round
hoop of ivory that was forced into her open mouth. Held in place by
her teeth, a long tube of sheep intestine was easily fed down her
throat by tilting her head aback and pouring water into her mouth
while her nostrils were pinched shut.

	As she swallowed the water in order to breathe, the tube slid
down her throat until its far end was in her little stomach. At the
other end of the tube of intestine was the sheep's stomach. Every four
hours of the day, one of my helpers would open and fill the stomach
pouch with a rich mixture of ground meat, dates, honey, and cream. He
would then seal it and with a rolling pin, gradually press the
contents of the sheep's stomach into the tube of intestine and thence
down the throat of the Emir's new woman.

	By this method, her stomach was kept constantly full and
distended so that by the end of one week the feedings could be
administered every three hours and by the end of the second week, she
would be stuffed with a rich meal every two hours.

	At this rate, which had the effect of adding two to three
pounds of new flesh to the young girl's body every day, in the course
of a month's time, I was able to add sixty to ninety pounds of weight
to my charge, transforming her lithe gazelle-like 110 to 120 pound
body into a fine plump matron of nearly two hundred pounds.

	In the course of the next passing three to four months, she
was gradually transformed into a bulging mound of femininity suitable
to the Emir's refined taste. I must confess that I too would
occasionally become aroused as I observed my latest candidate for the
Emir's affection spreading in dimensions, her breasts growing fuller
and rounder, her hips widening and bulging, her thighs gradually
spreading and forcing her legs apart, her belly first bloating out and
the sagging down to cover her widening lap. Often, a young girl's
dainty facial features would fill out and soften in a most delightful
way.

	At the end of each day's feeding, my charge was taken to the
women's quarters where she was anointed with fragrant oils and given a
long massage by one of the court eunuchs to assure even distribution
of the nutriments throughout her body and to assure that she would
develop no stretch marks on her fine skin.

	In the late evening the Emir's brides and concubines were all
paraded before him and arranged in a tableau before vast tables of
delicacies and sweets which they could indulge in as he observed their
growth and enlargement and select his companion for the night.

	This spunky young girl, Alyssa, was in her first month of
fattening when she aroused the ire of the Emir, as I will now relate.
She weighed perhaps one hundred and fifty pounds from the plumping
effect of my special diet upon her. The Emir was riding about the
palace on a gift from his good friend the Emir of Katur. It was a
young elephant of more than nine months old, a magnificent beast with
every sign of becoming a noble mount. Even at that young age, it
carried the Emir with a regal quality and as the Emir rode by the
women's quarters a loud snickering and raucous laughter was heard. The
Emir turned to see that it was Alyssa laughing and mocking.

	"Is this puny animal a mount for the Emir? Does he ride upon
children? This poor babe should be with its mother, not under the
Emir."

	The Emir flushed deeply and a look of dark anger came into his
eyes such that all his servants in view tried to shrink back away from
his view.

	"Puny, is he? Puny? I'll teach you woman, how puny he is!"
With that, he dismounted and stormed out of the room. There was much
murmuring among the women. The Emir was rarely angry, but when irked
he could behave most unpredictably. None relished the thought of being
his companion that night.

	Little more than an hour later, I was summoned to the Emir's
quarters. I could see the depth of his anger in his eyes and I myself
trembled to be before one so powerful and so angry.

	"What do you propose my friend?" the Emir asked, smiling.

	"Your excellence, the girl mis-spoke, it's true, but she is a
fiery one and the Emir relishes that in his women."

	"No, my friend, she sought to hurt me and ridicule me before
my other brides. I have thought of a sufficient punishment for her.
She called my friend's gift a small and puny thing. An unfitting mount
for me. Very well, let her compete with it."

	And with that, the Emir instructed me the terms of Alyssa's
punishment. I set to work that very evening, making measurements and
ordering supplies. The Emir had instructed me to have Alyssa's food
intake equal that of his young elephant for a period of ninety days.
This was to begin within a weeks time.

	First I measured the intake of grain and fruit by the Emir's
elephant. At that time, he was eating twenty two pounds of food each
day. Then I modified my feeding equipment by enlarging the reservoir
with the stomach of five additional sheep. The Emir's order would
require nearly continuous feeding, both day and night, so I had a
large tank made and filled with oil.

	Four days later Alyssa was brought to the feeding chamber by
two of the Emir's largest guards and one of her maids. She appeared
untroubled, unaware of what awaited her. She was suspended in the tank
of oil, covered up to her neck, completely naked, with slings beneath
her arms and legs. My feeding apparatus, the ring of ivory, was
placed into her open mouth and the long cord of intestine let down her
throat with sips of water.

	The Emir strode into the room and faced Alyssa, suspended in
the tank. "You mocked me and this will be your punishment. Let's see
if you can keep up with my puny elephant for three months time, If you
can... You will live. If not... You will die."

	The young girl's eyes filled with terror at the Emir's words,
or was it at the sight of the huge reservoir of six sheep stomachs
which was wheeled into the chamber and placed before her eyes. It was
filled with honey, ground dates, cream and ground meats. Gradually one
of my workers using a rolling pin, kneaded the mixture out and along
the tube of intestine, down Alyssa's throat. Alyssa's stomach was kept
constantly stretched to its fullest.

	Never before had I seen such rapid feeding. It was an
unbelievable sight. Alyssa's stomach seemed to have a life of it's
own. Over a period of hours it grew and swelled and bloated visibly.
When I saw that she was in pain I had my workers slow down or stop the
flow of food.

	After a little while they began again, and gradually over the
next few days her stomach distended so that in round-the-clock
feedings fully twenty two pounds of food could be pumped through her
open mouth and down her throat.

	Within the first three weeks Alyssa's weight more than doubled
to over three hundred pounds. Her once graceful thighs had swelled.
Her rear had widened and dimpled with fat. Her belly hung down to
nearly mid-thigh. Her breasts, once oranges were now grapefruit.

	With each passing day her dimensions increased as she
stretched and spread as if inflated from within. The oil she was
suspended in kept her skin soft and supple, allowing it to stretch,
and supporting her girth as her belly grew more and more globular, and
reached further and further down, and reached halfway to her knees and
spread apart. Her massive thighs, each larger than her own waist had
been only weeks before. Her arms too, swelled with bulging flab were
forced away from her ballooning waistline. Her breasts grew and
billowed out over her ever enlarging form.

	At the end of the sixth week, when I estimated that Alyssa's
weight had reached to near five hundred pounds, the Emir ordered that
a large mirror be put before her so that she could see as well as feel
her body bloating as it struggled to assimilate the mighty caloric
intake of his prized young elephant. Her mouth was gaged by the
sausage of intestine which continually forced more and more of the
fattening food down her throat. She could not speak, but there was a
look of horror in her eyes as she saw the elephantine form her own
body was assuming.

	For my part I could see that the Emir was aroused by the sight
of this helpless young girl being gorged and fattened to appease his
anger, and turning into a huge pillowing mass of flesh. So it was that
he arranged to attend the feeding chamber almost daily, enjoying the
spectacle of Alyssa's enlargement. Sometimes he brought a jar of
butter or of honey to add to the mixing bowl which was used to prepare
the feeding mixture.

	As the end of the third month arrived, Alyssa was quite a
sight indeed. All who entered the feeding chamber were stupified at
her size. She weighed I guessed, in excess of a thousand pounds. Each
of her breasts alone, was the size of the largest watermelon you have
ever seen, my friend. But for the size of her abdomen and the
buoyancy of the oil they would have easily covered her pubic mound.

	As it was, the incredible belly she had developed more than
hid her pubis and draped over her knees, completely obscuring most of
her lower legs. Her arms, would have seemed huge on another woman.
Each upper arm was as large as that of a normal sized woman's
waistline, though, jutted out almost horizontally from her body and
seemed almost comically small compared to her body. From her shoulders
to her knees she was almost a globe of flesh with her calves and feet
peeking out below.

	On the ninetieth day the Emir gave the order and, as the oil
was drained from the tank and the slings were loosened, Alyssa's
massive bulk settled on the floor of the tank. Her belly and breasts
created a mountain of flesh which nearly hid her face from view. The
Emir strode around to speak to her.

	"Well my dear, you kept your part of the bargain and so I will
spare your life. Do you still think my gift elephant a puny thing? You
are still less than a quarter of its bulk. Would you like to see if
you can keep up with it a while longer? Can you bear my weight as it
does and carry my about my palace? Let's see if you can manage your
own weight, my dear. It pleases me that you get up from this reclining
position you are in. Rise and stand before your lord and master."

	Alyssa tried to raise her massive bulk from the floor, but it
was clearly impossible. She had put on the weight so rapidly and
without the benefit of exercise, that her muscles were no match for
the half ton of flesh she had gained. She could not even sit up to
face the Emir, so great was the size of her breasts and upper torso.

	"I can't your excellency!!" she sobbed, realizing how helpless
she was.

	"Very well, but let's see what sort of mount you make." With
that the Emir motioned that all save his two huge eunuch guards and I
were to leave the room. So it was that I witnessed as the Emir had his
two guards lift the apron of flesh which hid Alyssa's pubis while he
climbed upon her mountainous dimpled thighs and hips and mounted her.
His thrusting sent the whole ball of flesh she had become into a wave
of rippling undulating fat.

	The Emir, himself a large man, bobbed up and down upon her
quaking flesh like a cork upon the ocean waves. At times he sank into
her as though she were a massive pillow, at others her shaking
threatened to throw him into the air. When they came to orgasm her
massive bloated belly jiggled and rippled like one of the Emir's chief
chef's jellies.

	The Emir heaved a great sigh and said, "You have given me a
more pleasurable ride than that elephant ever did, Alyssa, I forgive
you now and you may return to my harem."

	It was many months before "Alyssa The Elephantine" as she
became known among the women of the harem, was able to get up and
about a little, as her muscles adapted to the massive body she had
grown into. She remained one of the Emir's favorites for many years,
until, in fact I procured for the Emir "The Insatiable One" and she
was eclipsed. But that my esteemed friend is another story.

			       The End