The Seventh Sin

“I’m jealous.” Rarity whined, sipping her tea. “You know, Twilight, that is my biggest problem.”

“Pones are not equal, you know. “ I said, blowing on my cup. We were sitting at the kitchen of my crystal castle. This is what I always do in lunch time. Drink tea with someone of my friends and shear problems and experience. “Some time jealous is normal for all of us.”

“But I’m not jealous  “sometime". It seems to me I was born with this feeling. Some time it motivates to do my job and build career. But all other time it just awful. I can live with it. No problem. And I understand how stupid it is. You and other girls all my best friends and I ready for all for you. But yes, I’m jealous of every my friend. You are Alicorn Princess. But you help everypony at your place. You deserve it. I’m jealous of Rainbows Dash`s speed and constitution. But she is sportpony. And this is her choice to torment herself with training. But Pinkie, she can eat everything sweets by kilograms. And all she had a little fatness on her flanks. If I will try to eat like she, I’m transform into a giant blob of adipose less then per month. Or Fluttershy. Her beauty had far outshines most of models from Mainhetten. But she spends her best years with her animals. I said that to her so many times. But she was only mumbling some thing about true love. What kind of love can she find near with Everfree Forest?” Rarity made long paused, looking on me perplexedly. “Twilight, are you hearing me?”

But my mind had stopped at that moment, there Rarity said about blob of adipose. My imagination was drawing for me images of warm puffy pony. Chubby and adorable. That was one of my inner fetishes.

And that was the first time, then I could not resist. “Will this so bad?” I thought. “If Fluttershy really don’t need her model appearance and Rarity really suffer from her diets, why I can not help? Rarity will save from her biggest jealous. And if something goes wrong, I always can to fix this.

But in lowest levels of my mind I was already snuggling to soft rolls of fat covered whith fluffy yellow fur. I was looking into green eys and licking chubby muzzle, merged with the bulky chest by thick soft neck. The thread of saliva was flow out from my mouth, but I turn my back at right time.

„Twi?“ Rarity asked with concern.

“Ou, sorry, Rarity. You just have given me an idea now.” I wiped saliva with hoof and turned back to friend. „ Rarity, what do you think, if I make a potion, that will give you a chance to eat every things you want and as many, as you can buy?“

"Really? You can do this to me? That will be… You… And… I don’t know what to say."

“I think, I can make it today and will give to you tomorrow. I will begin immediately.”

I stood up with enthusiasm. My brain was full of ideas. The feeling of accomplishing a goal was always one that made my glow inside.

Rarity leaves a sigh. She knows some of my inner demons. Then I stood on path and I know the course, all other things in this world become not necessary at all.

* * *

All next night I was spending in my laboratory, turn over the pages of medicine books, potion manuals and spell guides. All next morning I was mixing potion, tried to get effects I need. Just before lunch I went into our throneroom. How I expected, there are some of long pink hairs on the upholstery of Fluttershy throne. I took one of them and brought it to potion.

“This isn’t evil or some thing, okay?” Inner Me said to princess side of myself. “Fluttershy flies very rarely. I think she can live without this fore short time.”

I shook the potion and took the hair. I looked with apprehension on both of them.

“And of course I will fix this if she will see the problem in her weight. May be she will love this. Kindness always associates with chubby persons. For example Mrs. Cake finds her husband without any problems. And of course this all for Rarity.”

I imagined how Rarity usually has her lunch. Cup of tea and two may be three cookies or one cupcake. My “inner me” expressed scepsis. I put hair on the table and began to look through the veterinary book. I found motivation spell, simple researcher spell, that give pleasure to animals then they do some kind of things. If I will add lowest version this spell into the potion, will this motivate Rarity to eat more and often?

“If I will do it in any case, why I will not give more fan to my fried?” say I to myself. Inner Me imagined how Fluttershy will grow more fat every day. Dark pony smiled and clop her hoofs three times.

* * *

“You must be careful.” I instructed Rarity, then gave potion to her. “You still not a Pinkie Pie. All you calories will shift to another place, but your stomach isn’t fathomless.”

“Yes, I understand, I will not misuse by this”. She said. “I think I will take some vacation and will come to Manehattan with all their restaurants. Or Fillidelphia, with all their sweet-shops. I visit all them. Or I just will seat in my hotel room and eat all sorts of pizza from all pizzerias in town. It sounds glorious.” Rarity said as her mind began to run away with her as she dreamed. “I think I will bee boring in first day. But now it really sounds glorious. I must find some impressions in this trip. I will have been making sketches then it will be possible. I always do my best then I give some sugar to my brain. One problem, I do this very rarely.”

I was standing near the door and was watching how Rarity was going away. I just make one of my friends happy. May be my Inner Me not so bad? May be I can realize my inner vision and help some ponies in same time?

Inner Me smiled foully and show approving sign to me.

* * *

After one week Rarity went to the mirror in one of the hotel room’s. Is this her imagination, or she was more slender than she was two day ago. Rare smiled, she ate all this time all she wants. And she got nothing on her flanks. And furthermore she appeared to be in better shape then she ever was before.

Rarity took her brash. Mare was already hungry. And all kinds of sweats, fastfoods and restaurant menus were waiting for her.

Then she began to brash hear mane, the fatigue sprang and seized mare by the scruff of neck. Rarity leaned the table to steady herself against dizziness. May be she worked to long yesterday? Today will be nice to order food into the room. Rarity went to the phone to order the coffee and cakes, and may be something more. She may to stay in her room today. She may do not brushing and freshening up her make-up. Only she, her books her sketches and her food of course.

He draped herself in her toweling bathrobe, and goes lumpishly into the bathroom, while service pony cleaning the room. Then young genteel colt brings breakfast and big box of cakes.

She had lying and eating cakes. She thought, that that small sparks of pleasure that she feel in the first day, was only her imagination, and they will disappear then she will adapt to this feast freedom. But with every bite, in every day they were insensibly lighter.

She took the first cake and put it into mouth. So soft and sweet. She learned to eat them in one big gulp without chewing. She felt cream, and sponge cake crashed with her tongue. And then, one sure gulp, and all cake traveling into the stomach in limit of possibility of her throat. She held one's breath. Gulp, gulp, and gulp one after another gulping just like Pinkie. Sparks of pleasure running through her spinal. Gulp. Some liquid flowed out, from her lower leaps. Gulp and one more and one…

Rarity  shivering in one log orgasm ecstasy, sprinkling sheets with cum liquid. It was so long and so flash. With taste of jam onto her muzzle and asphyxia produced with continually gulping without breath. Rarity looked surprise and confuse. This was not very bad. But may be… Is she some kind of fetishist? Or ... or may be that’s reason why Pinkie so loves to eat. May be they both find some kind of erotic pleasure in gluttony. That was not so good like with a stallion, but it has own good aspects.

Or may be she just doesn’t find all possibilities? Can she do this one more time if she will take one more box of cupcakes? Or two? May be four? She can take a rest with sketches. She didn’t have pleasure with stallion or at least with her mature toys for a long time.