It's a new dawn, it's a new day
The clock was just about to strike seven in the morning, and a heavy rainstorm hung over the streets of the Crystal Empire, the rain falling hard and fast enough to form small rivers that ran through the streets and gutters of the city. The raindrops pounded against windows with enough ferocity to create a near-constant white noise.
It was to this racket that Princess Cadance blearily opened her eyes, suppressing a yawn as she blinked sleep out of them. As she waited for her mind to fully wake up, her eyes drifted over to a large pile of blankets next to her, still snoring gently. The snoring was occasionally accompanied by a digestive gurgle. Cadance smirked to herself. Evidently, Shining Armour still wasn't done digesting last night's feast.
Cadance took the opportunity to admire her hefty husband. Unfortunately, Shining's weight gain had slowed down in recent weeks, with his weight hanging static at around 460 pounds. The disappointment of that, however, was offset by how Shining still looked as good with all that weight as ever. While most of his bulk was hidden beneath the blankets, she could still gaze upon his cute, dimpled face, graced by a peaceful smile as he continued to snooze away.
Cadance's admiration was interrupted when Shining twitched and began to mumble something in his sleep.
"Yes, Princess," he murmured. "I can be in Canterlot right away."
Cadance took a look at the clock on their bedside table. Quarter past seven—almost time for breakfast. She supposed now was as good a time as any to wake Shining up.
"Shining, sweetheart?" she whispered, poking Shining in his porky shoulder blade. "Shining?"
"Mrruugh..." Shining moaned, opening his eyes slowly. When he saw his wife smiling at him, he gave her a tired smile in return. "Oh... morning, Cadance."
"Good morning, sweetheart," Cadance replied, leaning forward and giving Shining a kiss. "Did you sleep okay?"
"Like a log," Shining replied, yawning. "Nothing like a buffet to knock you out for the night, huh?"
"Oh, that's for sure," Cadance giggled, poking Shining's huge gut under the covers. "Especially when a certain somepony eats so much he practically has to be carried out in a wheelchair."
"Hey, you're the one to blame for that!" Shining replied, laughing at the memory. "You brought me what, five helpings of oat burgers?"
"Well, nopony forced them down your throat, did they?" Cadance cooed. "That was all you, you gloriously greedy stallion." A hoof slipped in between Shining's back rolls and began to gently knead them.
"Cadance..." Shining smiled and moaned, making a half-hearted attempt to push her away. "I haven't even had breakfast yet."
"You haven't?" Cadance replied, raising her voice slightly and widening her eyes. "Well now, that simply won't do, will it? A body like that needs some proper nutrition." She leaned in close and began whispering into Shining's ear.
"Yes, some proper nutrition. The kind that a big, hunky butterball like you deserves, Shining. The kind that's gonna make you even bigger, even better... even fatter. The fattest that the Empire has ever seen." Her hooves squeezed Shining's shoulders slightly tighter as her breath began to quicken. "Fat enough to fill this whole bed. Fat enough to clear out entire buffets in mere minutes. Fat enough to be the biggest, handsomest..."
"Cadance?" Shining interjected.
Cadance blinked. "What?"
"You're drooling."
Cadance blushed deeply, wiping her mouth with a hoof as she giggled, embarrassed. "Um, sorry. It's just... you know how much you turn me on when you're this big, Shining."
"I know," Shining murmured, pulling her in for another kiss, before smiling and rubbing his blanket-covered belly. "But all this talk isn't putting food in my stomach."
"Shall we head down to the dining hall, or get it sent up here?" Cadance asked.
"I think we both know the answer to that one," Shining laughed, as he pulled on a cord hanging above the bed. Not thirty seconds later, a middle-aged servant appeared at the door.
"Yes, my lieges? How may I be of service?" he asked, bowing deeply enough for his nose to touch the floor.
"Could you bring us up breakfast, please, Swish Shine?" Shining asked. "Just the usual."
Swish's nose touched the carpet once more, before departing. Before long, three servants came up bearing a tray each. One tray was for Cadance, and contained a simple breakfast of oatmeal and orange juice, befitting her slender regal figure. The other two were for Shining, and could not have stood in further contrast. One tray was piled high with pancakes, glistening with syrup and butter, accompanied by crispy fried hash browns. The other was stacked high with waffles, practically swimming in butter. A large cup of coffee also came with it.
"Ooh, baby," Shining drooled, as the trays were set down and the servants departed. "Now that's a breakfast." The coffee mug glowed pink as Shining levitated it to his lips. He took a sip, before his eyes widened and his face twisted into a pained-looking grimace.
"What's wrong?" Cadance asked worriedly. "Poison?"
"No, worse," Shining rasped. "Decaf."
"Oh dear." Cadance winced sympathetically. "Perhaps some pancakes would help get rid of the flavour?" She winked.
"Just what I was thinking," Shining smiled. With that, he took a fork in his magic, and began to eat.
In between taking bites from her own breakfast, Cadance watched, enraptured, as her great glutton of a husband shovelled food into his maw as if his life depended on it. With audible chewing and slurping accompanying the display, Shining managed to inhale three full pancakes in just under a minute, and kept going at a similarly impressive pace. He paused in the middle of devouring the tenth and final pancake when he felt a hoof on his soft stomach.
"Can I help you?" he asked through a full mouth, semi-sarcastically.
"Oh, don't mind me," Cadance replied, smirking. "Just basking in adulation, that's all."
"Adulation?" Shining chuckled. "I'm not exactly colt band material, am I?"
"It's all relative," Cadance giggled, as Shining returned his attention to his breakfast by devouring the waffles.
"Oh man, that's good," Shining moaned, lapping up any spare drops of butter that had escaped his mouth and settled around his lips. Already, he could feel the gaps in his stomach being filled by heavenly, pan-fried goodness. Beside him, Cadance began to slowly knead his belly fat, moaning softly to herself as she felt it bounce and jiggle at her touch. She hadn't been kidding when she said Shining's size turned her on, and the idea of all those calories going to his belly and flanks, making him even larger... It was all she could do to keep herself under control there and then.
"I don't know if I've told you this already, Shining," she cooed, once Shining had , "but I find you very attractive."
"So you say," Shining smiled, as he set his now-empty waffle plate aside and started on the hash browns. They fell just as quickly as the pancakes and waffles had before them, with Shining savouring the crispy fried exterior and hot potato interior. Before long, three empty plates lay before him.
Shining belched loudly and patted his gurgling, churning stomach. "Now that is how you start the day right."
"You're telling me," Cadance smiled, pulling him in for another hug. "You're telling me."
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