A Royal Exploration… Vincinius Moraltev, Gourmet Mage, Starvation Sentenced Criminal, Lover of Curves and Involuntary Agent of the operatic Princess Marcella, found himself caught on the horns of a particularly sharp dilemma. On the one hand, Selendra… “Master Vincinius?” the angel born blonde asked with a coy smile, dimples forming. The magic shop clerk’s soft hands were on the flaps of her dark green bodice, open like the flaps of a velvet treasure chest to reveal treasure within. Except the treasure here wasn’t cold coin, but the hot softness of an overfed angel born maiden’s golden skin. Honeydew sized tits just starting to rest against her chest with voluptuous heaviness, the pink nipples still small as an Imperial mark. Fat had freshly covered over the bumps of her ribs and the angles of her pelvis, leaving plush folds and squeezable love handles. Her belly bulged outwards, a pinchable two inches of fat above a pampered bloat. Her light green skirt hung off of a rounded