The Dragon’s Chubby Treasure

Chapter 23

Chapter 23: The King’s Offer

The journey to the capital took three long days. Every step made my soft body ache. My thick thighs rubbed together constantly under the rough cloak they gave me. My round belly swayed and jiggled with each movement. My heavy breasts bounced and felt sore without Vaelor’s gentle hands to support them. I could still feel his seed dried on my inner thighs. Every time I moved, I remembered how deep he had been inside me, how he had worshipped every inch of my chubby curves.

I barely spoke. Kael tried to talk to me several times, telling me how relieved he was that I had come back. Lira stayed close, acting like a caring friend again, but I could not look at her the same way. She had betrayed me. She had led the soldiers right to our valley.

By the time we reached the capital, I felt exhausted and hollow. The palace was huge and cold. They took me straight to a bathing chamber where servants scrubbed me clean. They dressed me in a fine but tight gown that squeezed my round belly and pushed my heavy breasts up until they nearly spilled out. I felt exposed and ashamed. This was the kind of dress that reminded me why I used to hide my body.

That evening they brought me before the king.

The throne room was filled with nobles and guards. The king sat on his golden throne, an older man with sharp eyes and a cruel smile. He looked me up and down slowly as I stood in front of him. His gaze lingered on my wide hips, my spilling belly, and my heavy breasts.

“So this is the girl,” the king said with a mocking laugh. “The chubby little librarian who made a dragon king lose his mind. Turn around slowly, girl. Let me see what all the fuss is about.”

My face burned with shame. I turned slowly. The nobles whispered and chuckled. I felt their eyes on every soft part of me.

The king leaned forward. “I must admit, I am disappointed. Look at her. That round belly spilling over. Those heavy breasts that look like they could feed an army. Thick thighs that rub together when she walks. Plump ass that jiggles with every step. Why would an ancient powerful dragon like Vaelor become obsessed with… this?”

His words cut deep. Tears stung my eyes. I remembered how Vaelor had kissed and licked every roll of my belly. How he had sucked my heavy breasts like they were the most beautiful things he had ever seen. How he had gripped my thick thighs while he f****d me deep and told me I was perfect.

The king laughed again. “I expected some legendary beauty. Instead we have a soft, fat girl who probably spent her life hiding in books because no man wanted her. Tell me, Sera, what magic did you use on that dragon? Did you spread those thick thighs for him? Did you let him f**k that chubby p***y until he lost his mind?”

The nobles laughed louder. I wanted the ground to swallow me. My round belly felt heavier. My heavy breasts ached with embarrassment.

“I did not use any magic,” I said quietly. “He just… saw me. He wanted me exactly as I am.”

The king waved his hand dismissively. “Pathetic. Still, if a dragon king is willing to burn his hoard and start a war for this soft body of yours, then you clearly have some value. Even if it is only as bait.”

He stood up and walked closer to me. He circled me slowly, looking at my body like I was livestock. He poked my round belly with one finger and watched it jiggle. “So much softness. So much useless fat. And yet powerful creatures fight over you. Fascinating.”

I stayed silent. Inside, I was breaking. I missed Vaelor so much it hurt. I missed his hands on my belly. I missed his mouth between my thighs. I missed the way he made me feel beautiful instead of ashamed.

The king stopped in front of me and smiled coldly. “Fortunately for you and your useless brother, I have a solution that will solve all our problems. You will not be returned to your family. You will be offered as a gift to another dragon lord. Lord Draven. He is a powerful ally I have been trying to win over. He has expressed great interest in taking Vaelor’s little treasure for himself.”

My blood turned cold.

“Draven is known for being even rougher than Vaelor,” the king continued. “He enjoys breaking soft, curvy human girls. I am sure he will enjoy this plump body of yours. Those heavy breasts and that fat belly should keep him entertained for a long time. In exchange, he will help me destroy Vaelor once and for all and secure my borders.”

Kael stepped forward. “Your Majesty, that was not part of our agreement—”

“Silence!” the king snapped. “You already spent the gold. Your sister belongs to the crown now. She will be prepared and sent to Draven within the week.”

I felt dizzy. They were going to give me to another dragon. One who sounded cruel. One who wanted me only to hurt Vaelor. My legs trembled. My round belly felt sick.

As the guards took me away to a locked chamber in the palace, I kept thinking about Vaelor. About the way he had looked at me when I left. About the roar I had heard in the distance. He would come for me. I knew it. But now I had no idea what would happen when he did.

That night I lay on the soft bed in my locked room. My hands moved over my own body, touching the places Vaelor had worshipped. My round belly. My heavy breasts. My thick thighs. Tears rolled down my cheeks.

I had surrendered to save everyone, but I had only made everything worse. And now I was going to be given to a monster.

In the distance, far beyond the palace walls, I heard it again. A deep, furious roar that shook the night sky.

Vaelor was coming. And this time he sounded ready to burn the entire kingdom to the ground.