Celestia's Special Cakes

by millow

Rating: mature
Tags: Random, Princess Celestia, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 4045

Celestia is known to indulge her sweet tooth now and then. When she hears rumors about a Ponyville baker's special cakes and their unique taste and effects, she can't resist the temptation of immediately ordering a whole dozen of them.

Princess Celestia had tasted them all.
Treats from all over Equestria had fallen to her sweet tooth, eaten in the more peaceful evening hours when she could finally kick back and relax for a bit, stuffing her tummy until she feels full.

But then she heard rumors about a special treat Mr and Mrs Cake share with each other when they want to relax. A delicacy that supposedly tastes better than anything she tasted before, utterly sweet and fulfilling, in the most literal sense, so they say.

Immediately, Celestia contacted Mr Cake and ordered herself a batch of those special cakes for her own, eagerly looking forward to taste them herself.

Fetish story! Contains: fat, weight gain
I decided to rate this story mature considering its fetishistic focus.

Right now on hiatus until I reedited and uploaded another old story of mine.

Published 2014-10-15 01:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2014-10-15 01:40:01 UTC

A little Treat

Celestia was pacing around in the great entrance hall of Canterlot Castle.

She felt like she had waited an eternity for this moment, her sweet tooth and desire to taste those wondrous treats warping her sense of time, making the short week since she heard the first rumor till the delivery today seem like forever.

Finally, the large door shimmered on the magic glow of the guards, opening them. In stepped a tall yellow stallion with an orange mane, pulling a small, closed up-top cart behind him.

Mr Cake nervously bowed before the Sun Princess.

She smiled down at him. "Carrot Cake, welcome to Canterlot! Did you have a nice travel here? I heard about the small accident on the track."

Celestia thought about when she heard the news. Something had blocked the train tracks, delaying it for two hours. She was not pleased in slightest that something like that had happened today of all days, especially with how hungry she was now.

"Oh, I am forever sorry for making you wait so long, Princess!", stammered Mr Cake, still bowing.

"It's alright my dear. I'm just glad you arrived here safely."

Celestia's gaze went from the bowing stallion to the cart behind him.

"So are these...?"

Mr Cake shot up and immediately followed Celestia's gaze and walked over to the cart, opening it. Inside the cart were neatly stacked boxes, all of them about as large as his head, decorated with a little bow and the Sugar Cube Corner logo on the corner of each box.

"A full dozen of my very special cakes, just as you ordered, your highness."

"Please, just call me Celestia."

The Princess looked over the contents of the cart and raised an eyebrow.

"Say, didn't I order a baker's dozen?"

Mr Cake began to sweat even more as he was already doing before.

"Oh, well you see, your high- C-Celestia, we really had to pull our resources together to make these and you see, I-uh..."

Celestia's face softened, smiling at Mr Cake.

"It's alright, Carrot, you don't need to tell me. Twelve cakes are still plenty enough."

She could see how Mr Cake visibly relaxed as his breathing became more regular and the tension in the muscles left his body. The poor stallion must have been close to a nervous breakdown. Yet, her instincts told her that he felt guilty about something.

"So tell me about these special Cakes of yours. Sugarcube Corner is known for many very tasty treats, some of my favorites actually come from your store! What makes these different and what makes you sure I haven't tried these yet?"

"Well, as I already told you when you ordered them, I don't sell these to any customers. Honestly I don't even know how you knew I am able to make these in the first place."

Celestia laughed her soft, motherly laugh. "I have my sources."

Mr Cake swallowed. For some reason he began to feel watched.

"Anyhow, these cakes, they are full of...potential. They are made from an old family recipe that allows for them to be packed with taste, among other things..."

Celestia raised her brow again. This was starting to sound interesting.

"I usually make these for my wife only...and only my wife...because of their potential, you see? Pinkie once ate one when I wasn't watching and didn't sleep for three days...what I am trying to say is that these cakes are packed to the brim."

"Annnd?"

"My wife eats one of them each evening...sometimes two...on special occasions, like my birthday *ahem* Your highness,what I mean to say is: Please be careful."

Mr Cake closed one eye, the other one squinting at Celestia as he ducked slightly. Was he too bold to assume that the Princess could act foolishly? He hoped he didn't insult her just now.

Instead of banishing him, Celestia smiled softly once again and stepped closer to Mr Cake before hugging him. Mr Cake opened his eyes as he felt her warm embrace, her glow giving him the sensation of the sun on a late summer day shining on his coat during a stroll through the park. Celestia could hear him take deep, relaxed breaths, his sorrows washing away as he lost himself in the warm embrace of the princess.

"I will keep that in mind, Carrot. Thank you", she said as she ended the hug.

"My guards will take care of the payment. Tell them I want your bakery fully restocked, too. I don't want you to run low on resources just because of my sweet tooth."

A giggle escaped Celestia as she began levitating all the boxes out of the cart.

"About that, your highness...I was not entirely honest with you."

"Oh?"

"There was a baker's dozen of my cakes when my wife and I were done baking. It's just after we were all done, surrounded by those treats, the sweet smell of the warm bakery in our noses..." he blushed visibly now, "My wife and I...uhm...well, we indulged ourselves a bit. *cough* I-I am sorry!"

Celestia blushed as the mental image of Mr Cake plowing into his wife while she stuffed her face with whatever those cakes are flashed through her mind. It was no secret that the stallion liked himself some more cushion-for-the-pushin', so Mrs Cake having always been on the heavier side and willing to go along with whatever those two bakers cook up probably made Mr Cake one of the luckiest Stallions in Equestria.

She quickly discarded this trail of thoughts and nodded towards Mr Cake, followed by giving him a wink of her eye.

"It's okay. I understand. Sometimes cravings are hard to overcome and you just have to give in. As long as there is no harm being done there is nothing wrong with giving yourself a little treat now and then. I still have twelve perfectly fine cakes here - and if they are as fulfilling as you say, those will be quite enough."

At that comment Celestia began to feel really hungry, her empty stomach begging to be filled. The train-delay, the formalities, all she wanted was to finally sit down and indulge her sweet tooth.

"If you will excuse now, Carrot," she shot a short glance towards the still levitating cake boxes, "I have some very important business to attend. I thank you very much for making and bringing these here. Greet your wife from me."

Mr Cake bowed down once again as Celestia strode out the room, closing another large door behind her.

After looking around to make sure no-one watched, Celestia dropped her regal demeanor and bounced towards her chamber in excitement like a little filly who just fell in love. She could not wait to find out if these special cakes packed as much of a punch as Mr Cake claimed.

As she entered her chambers, she set the little treats down by the small table besides her bed and closed the doors.

While it was widely known of the tall princess to have a sweet tooth, she still preferred to be not disturbed. Many evenings she spent just lying in her bed, reading the latest evening news, friendship reports or even just a plain book while blissfully munching on sugary snacks of all kinds.

She took off her crown and necklace, let herself just fall backwards on her large, queen-sized bed, stretching her hooves up. A faint glow surrounded her shoes as they were engulfed by her magic, coming off one after another and floating away.

Celestia let out a satisfied sigh, rubbing her hooves. While her jewelry and her shoes looked fantastic on her and were essential part of her royal appearance it always felt good to take everything off after a long day.

Finally in a relaxed position, she opened one of the boxes floated one of the medium-sized cakes over to her.

Celestia paused for a moment to look at the treat. It didn't look that special, basically a larger cupcake with what seemed to be strawberry frosting. The dough was dark, probably loaded to the brim with chocolate.

She floated it closer to her nose, taking in its smell. It definitely smelled sweet; and she could certainly smell the aroma of chocolate, strawberries and honey...there was also something else in there that she couldn't quite put her hoof on.

She didn't even notice how her mouth started to water, eyes widening in anticipation as every breath absorbed more of the cake's aroma into her, filling her lungs with the sweet smell.

Very quickly, an incredible appetite came up in her. She waited all day for this, this one moment when she can just lie down in peace and enjoy eating sweets to her hearts content without being disturbed. She licked her lips in anticipation.

Slowly, she bit into the treat.

Celestia couldn't help but moan in delight as the delicacy hit her tongue.

The frosting was fluffy in its consistency, but quickly melted into a thick, rich cream inside her mouth, the cake dough rich and moist, filled with tiny chocolate chips.

She let the bite rest for a moment inside her mouth, rolling it around on her tongue, savoring as the strong, slightly bitter taste of the dark chocolate mixed with the sweet honey, all rounded up by the fresh aroma of strawberries in cream.

She swallowed the first bite, cooed as it slid down her throat, threw her head back and giggled to herself, licking the insides of her mouth to capture the aftertaste of it.

"Mmmhm..."

This had to be one of the most delicious things she had ever tasted. Just having the remaining cake floating in front of her made her subconsciously open and close her mouth. She was filled with the need to devour the rest of the cake, lose herself in the sensation of flavors that attacked her taste-buds with each bite, as if the portion of cake in her stomach begged to be reunited with the rest.

She took another bite. And another. Just letting the bliss wash over her as she filled her mouth with the tasty treat again and again.

Before she knew it, the cake was gone.

Reaching down to rub her belly, she moaned softly, licking off some of the frosting that stuck to her lips. yet, she was a bit disappointed. The taste was amazing, sure, but she was hoping for a certain "kick" from these. Were the rumors she heard about the relationship between the Cakes not true? Celestia seriously doubted what Pinkie told her wasn't t-

A loud grumbling noise came from Celestia's stomach.

"Huh?"

A warm feeling started to pulsate out of her belly, causing her to look down at her mid. Each time the warmth flared up again she could feel the hooves resting on her belly rise, then lower a bit, then rise a bit more than before. Celestia started to breathe heavily as she rubbed her visibly swelling mid and threw her head back, moaning at the sensation that she could feel inside her. Every little touch of her hooves made her skin tingle under her short white fur, vibrating as her insides filled more and more.

She just laid there for a moment, on her back, her head thrown back and panting, rubbing her swelling belly.

As the pulses stopped, she finally looked down again.

Her belly had visibly filled out, gently swaying along with each deep breath she took.

"Uhhnn, this is amazing!"

She pushed one of her hooves into the flab, felt it giving in just a bit before meeting resistance from the contents of her bloated belly. Her stomach was filled with some mass, from the sheer amount it felt like she had eaten two whole watermelons!

As she kept massaging her mid, she thought about how Mr Cake feeds his wife one of these each evening. How he encourages her to eat this literal calorie bomb and watches with hot breath as his wife grows to new sizes before his eyes. How he rubs, kisses, licks the bloated midsection of her, Mrs Cake moaning in delight as her husband worships her fat belly, exploring every inch of her soft flesh...

For the first time in a very long time, Celestia envied a common earth pony mare. The touch of a stallion must be incredible during the moments these special cakes kick in.

Celestia tried to forget the thought, but made a mental note to look for a volunteer from the guard to help her with this need in the future. The way those stallions tended to stare at her butt all day, she would be honestly surprised if not one of them wanted to watch the princess grow. He could feed her, massage her...

Celestia found herself trailing off again. Was this an effect of the cakes? She did feel a bit warm, now that she thought about it.

She looked around the room, trying to distract her self from getting too hot and bothered. In the end her gaze landed on the rest of the cakes.

She began to lick her lips again, remembering the pleasant taste.

Celestia gave a look down to her midsection and a little prod into her belly judging her fullness. She was already as big and full as in most of her regular sessions after only one cake!

She gave another quick glance at the cakes.

"Mmhmm..."

"Just one more...," Celestia thought to herself, her hoof idly rubbing her stomach, "He said his wife can eat two...if a common earth pony mare can eat two once in a while, I can eat two as well..."

"I am far bigger than most other mares, I can eat more...," she was smacking her lips by now, entranced, staring forward as another box opened and a new cake floated towards her.

"...bigger...one more cannot hurt..."

Eyes on the price, Celestia began to breath deeply, inhaling the aroma of the new cake, her tongue rolling out of her mouth as she grabbed the cake with her fore-hooves, not bothering with magic this time.

And then, in blink of an eye, had vanished inside her mouth. Celestia couldn't even remember wolfing down the cake, lost in sugary bliss she munched on the cake loudly, moaning as she smeared her face in cake-crumbs.

Both her hooves still in front of her face, she blushed as she licked the little crumbs off her snout.

"Oh my, I ought to control myself better," she reminded herself.

She savored the sweet taste on last time before swallowing the last bit, feeling it glide down her throat into her packed stomach.

"Mmmmhm."

Her gaze wandered down to her tubby tummy next. Her hooves stroked it in anticipation, waiting for the little calorie bomb to do its work.

She didn't have to wait very long until a familiar warmth started to spread inside her belly.

She intensified the stroking, her hooves kneading the thin soft layer of flab that coated her midsection, each movement electrifying her skin and making her short fur stand up. The sensation made her throw her head back, emitting a deep moan, but this time she managed to keep enough control over herself that she looked back down. She didn't want to miss it this time, she had to see it!

As the warmth grew stronger inside her, she could feel the pressure inside her gut becoming stronger. She could see how her gut rocked out a few inches with each hot breath of her, rumbling as more and more mass was added to it.

The heat inside of her was far more intense than the first time, as she could feel it spread through her hips to her buttocks and even between her legs.

A sharp yell escaped her throat when she felt her hips jolt upwards a bit, her usually rather toned buttocks swelling up with tender flesh. The sudden movement sent a small wave through her entire body, her belly still trembling with pressure jiggling between her caressing hooves.

"Ooooh!"

But not only her belly and buttocks gained more adipose tissue with each jolt of her body. Even though her direct sight of them was by now blocked by her hugely swollen belly, Celestia could feel how even her usually slim teats gained some weight as well, swaying along with the rest of her body.

The cake's effects soon started to fade out again. Slowly but steadily, the pulses coming from within her mid became less strong, the heat dissipating into her whole body.

Celsetia let out a loud moan and her head fall back for a moment, taking in some deep breaths to regain her senses and her wits before looking down again.

She felt so incredibly heavy and so full, fuller than she had ever felt before and what the sight of her hugely swollen belly only confirmed that feeling. In front of her was the full orb of her belly. Parts of her soft flab sagged away to the sides of her mid, the majority of her fat only being upheld by the amazing fullness of her stomach she was experiencing.

She watched as her rounded midsection heaved with each deep breath, the tautly packed insides of her rolling under a generous layer of fat.

"This is amazing. How can a regular mare like Mrs Cake take this?"

A big part of her just wanted to keep laying lazily on her back, drifting off to sleep, but the last shred of rationality in her sugar coated mind reminded her that laying the entire night on your wings was a bad idea. Besides, Celestia really wanted to get a look at this soft body of hers.

She tried to get up, her futile attempts to move regularly only causing her enlarged frame to sway and jiggle with her movements. She wasn't used to being this big, but it clearly looked like getting up as usual was out of the question.

Celestia started to sway around from side to side, building up momentum until she could roll to the side. It was important for her to keep an eye on her wings while doing so because the last thing she needed right now was a crushed wing. As she rolled over to her left side she felt how the flab of her belly swished along her figure like a wave, spilling in front of her.

Finally being able to at least look over the roundness of her middle, Celestia looked over her side. Her cutiemark had grown with her buttocks, her suns enlarged to at least twice its usual size. They rested upon a think layer of fat, causing them to follow the movements of her legs with a gentle delay.

Still, Celestia was not satisfied with this view. She wanted the whole picture, look at herself from more sides.

Gathering her strength and using a fair bit of her potent magic, Celestia managed to roll off the bed, though as she landed on her hooves, her legs almost gave out under her. For the first time this entire evening she realized how heavy she actually was right now.

She tried to straighten herself up, but the general plumpness of her figure caused her hind-legs to be pushed apart slightly while her wide sides brushed against her hips.

She started to pant exhaustively trying to maintain her pose, beads of sweat forming all over her body. She steeled herself for a moment, trying to get used to her new weight and figure before starting to walk towards the large mirror in her room. Only was it more of a waddle, her voluminous rump jumping up and down with each step, while her sagging belly swayed beneath her like a pendulum.

She reached the mirror, already sweating all over her body. She felt short of breath from just walking this short distance. When she turned around to look into the mirror, her image managed to rob her of the rest of her breath.

The pony standing in front of the mirror was looking nothing like the slender pony as who Celestia was known.

First was her front: Celestia's cheeks were visibly puffed up, perfectly rounding up her face that sat atop a slightly swollen neck, just barely not a double chin, while her chest and fore-legs were covered with a soft layer of flab.

But all of that didn't even compare to the sheer volume of her midsection, already clearly visible from the front! On both of her sides her inflated gut was poking out, filled with whatever those delicious cakes contained. The entirety of her midsection was also covered in a thick layer of fat, causing her huge belly, even if it was filled to the brim, to sag and sway beneath her.

"I almost look like I'm with a foal, no, two!" she exclaimed to herself, beginning to blush.

Having absorbed enough of her front image, she began to turn around.

It was no secret that the Princess was very proud of her backside, even though nopony would ever admit to knowing about that openly. Not that anypony would do that anyways. Both Celestia and the majority of those that tended to stare at her royal hindquarters loved to playfully tease or go along with Celestia's teasing ways for their own enjoyment.

As she looked at her posterior in the mirror, Celestia had to stifle a laugh. Her rump had easily swollen up to twice he regular size, gently swaying along with each of her movements.

She performed some of her tried and tested teasing shakes, completely in awe how her fuller backside complemented her movements perfectly, imagining how she would hypnotize poor guard ponies all day with them.

There was another price to be seen from her current perspective, but as she stood now she could only get a glimpse of them. Celestia smiled as she lowered her front while pushing her hind-legs apart a bit. She shuddered a bit as her full belly scraped against the floor a bit, the cool shock from the cold floor surprising her. Turning her head around again, she now had a better look at her privates, her lower belly and most importantly, her teats.

Celestia gasped.

"How lewd!"

Celestia's crotchboobs had had swollen up at least to three time their regular size!

Celestia couldn't help but giggle as she shook her rump once more, observing her udder jiggle with the impact of her buttocks.

"Mmhm..."

She did another shake, this time a little harder.

"Hm...yes..."

And again, this time hard enough that her juicy flanks slapped together roughly, a perverted clapping sound echoing through the chamber, her soft flesh jiggling all over her body as the impact sent a wave through her fat body.

"Oooh, yes...I could get used to this," she found herself thinking while she did the perverted move a couple of more times, admiring her new form in the mirror.

A smile crept on her face as she thought about using her new assets. Smothering an unsuspecting stallion under all that soft flesh, by laying on top of him or simply sitting down on one. How it would feel to have the poor stallion wiggle under her, completely helpless to escape her warm embrace...

All of the sudden, Celestia's legs gave out on her. She slumped down, her eyes falling shut as she grew extremely tired. But tiredness was not the only feeling that captured her. Her throat became dry, she was positively parched. Oddly enough she didn't even think about just drinking anything. No, for some reason she wanted milk.

She mustered all of her willpower and strength to shake herself awake, heaving her heavy figure up. Slowly she crawled towards her bed, wave after wave of tiredness attacking her consciousness. She just made it barely on top of her bed, using her wings as a last effort to climb the mattress before simply plopping down, immediately falling to a deep sleep.

Her desire to drink milk followed her into her dreams. Celestia could hear a voice calling out to her, again and again: "Drink the milk! You need the milk to become bigger...bigger...bigger..."

Was that her own voice?