Author's Note

This takes place after Eternity is eaten, by the way.

I know this is short, but it's better than nothing.

I'm imagining the dried fruit rations to be a lot like fruit snacks like Fruit to Go or something. I don't even know.

Sea Shores Part One

I walked into the large set of chambers that held Queen Luna's harem of fat, fattening, and immobile ponies. I was nervous, my legs shaking, wondering why in the wide world of Equestria Queen Luna had chosen me to fatten out of all the other volunteers.

I was short, but very skinny, as I'd lived in one of the places that had been torn apart by the war. Our crops had failed, because of mismanaged weather, land destruction, and few farmers being able to farm at all. I had little to no extra flesh on my body at all, much less make a fitting meal for the Queen anytime soon.

Breaking me from my reverie, one of the assistants trotted over, a huge smile on her face. She was a relatively chunky mare, but there were muscles clearly well used under the layer of fat.

“Oh! You must be Sea Shores!” She said, I nodded in answer, unsure of myself. The mare smiled, “I'm Kit. Follow me, I have to get you settled as soon as possible. Tell me, how much can you eat?”

I followed Kit, scrambling to follow her, watching in fascination at the various ponies scattered about, all in different stages of obesity. I felt even more tiny and insignificant, “I-uh, don't know? It's been such a long time since I've been able to indulge-”

“It's alright, dear. We've had a few ponies that come to us like that. That won't be a problem anymore. Now, I'm going to weigh you and take your measurements. Then you'll be assigned a room until you're a little fatter. We don't want to discourage the others.”

“Of course not!” I felt horrible at the thought. I could never discourage any of Queen Luna's fattened volunteers, even unintentionally.

Kit nodded, smiling, “Exactly. Now, here we are,” Using her magic, Kit opened a door, and I entered. I was amazed at what I saw.

Scales of all shapes and sizes, tape measures of all lengths, and a wall of ledgers. Kit led me to the smallest set of scales, taking my weight and measurements before writing them down in a ledger. After seeing my still amazed expression, Kit laughed.

“Yes, we continue to chart everypony's growth, even after they become immobile. Queen Luna likes to be able to see the progress of her subjects.”

I nodded, “Wow. So, um-”

“I'll get you to your room first. There'll be a few more volunteers coming in today, and we want to get everypony settled in as soon as possible.”

“Of course,” I followed Kit through the maze of hallways, until Kit opened a door, and ushered me inside.

My room was larger, certainly far larger than the room I'd left behind. A large, plush bed was in the middle of the room, surrounded by exquisite, large furniture, decorations, and luxuries I had only been able to dream of. Empty bowls were scattered on every available surface.

“The bowls will be filled with your favourite snacks, as soon as you tell us what those are. You're expected to eat as much as you can, all the time. The other assistants, as well as myself, will keep you steadily supplied with appetite enhancement spells and potions. As well as spells to stop your stomach from hurting, and spells to slow down your metabolism.”

“How much will I gain?”

“Only a little at first,” Kit stated, “It'll take a while for your body to store fat, so it'll take a few weeks to see a noticeable difference, even with all the spells.”

“Only a few weeks?” I retorted.

Kit smiled, “I know it sounds like a really short period of time, but you'll start packing on the weight pretty quickly after you start gaining. Now, could you tell me some of your favourite snacks? The sooner we get you eating, the sooner you'll be nice and fat.”

“Um...chips, and chocolate, and popcorn” I replied, “and I really like pastries of all kind.”

Kit nodded, “Anything specific? What about fruit?-”

“I really like all kinds of melon, and cookies...I really enjoy the dried fruit rations.”

“Alright, then. Make yourself at home. I'll be back with a bunch of snacks, and you can get started,” with that, Kit left, shutting the door behind her.

Unsure of what to do with myself, I moved to sit on the plush, reinforced couch. Games, and books littered a shelf nearby, as well as the low table. I thought about food, and how much I'd missed it during the years of war, and the years following.

My stomach rumbled in response, hunger pains once more making themselves known now that I was calm, and unoccupied. Using my hoof, I rubbed my stomach. Soon.