Author's Note

This is intended as an idea dump of sorts for my own story concepts. Please do not solicit your own ideas.

Prompt: Twilight, 25 weeks pregnant with a LOT of foals, has just finished getting dressed on the morning of her birthday. She comes downstairs to find a HUGE cake sitting on her table from Pinkie Pie with a small note. With little pause Twilight sits down to eat the entire thing, even though it’s nearly as big as she is!

Contains: Anthro, Hyper Pregnancy, Stuffing.

A Day In the Life of a Hyper-Pregnant Bookhorse - Week 25

Art by ForFun41.

“Mmmm, nyup, nyup…” Twilight stepped naked out of her bathroom in a cloud of steam. Belly first, she waddled out into her bedroom, giving her sides a good scratch. She glanced at the clock on the wall to see that it was nine in the morning.

Twilight rolled her eyes. She rested a hand on her back, glancing down at the trio of maternal hills attached her front. Even with her tits now bigger than her head, she could still see the curve of her gigantic baby bump, shaking and fluttering with light, tickling kicks. “Won’t even let Mommy sleep in on her birthday, will you?”

GURRRRRRGLE

Twilight sighed. Unending, ravenous hunger had kind of become par for the course with this pregnancy, so much that she’d gotten used to it. She swore, all she did these days was eat! She was hungry all the time, and no matter how much she stuffed her face, her stomach was always still gurgling, growling for more! Nevermind the magical pills she took to cater to her body’s increasing caloric and nutritional needs, neither the babies nor her stomach seemed to give a rip.

“I really need to develop an appetite suppressant…”

Twilight made her over to the dresser to get dressed. Granted, ‘getting dressed’ was something of a joke these days, and she wasn’t going to bother wearing much yet considering she was just going to be lounging around the house until this evening. She walked forward carefully until she felt her coconut-sized navel brush against the smooth, lacquered wood, then swung her girth to the side, sidestepping so she could actually get at the drawers.

“This is getting to be more and more of a process,” she mused. Her field of vision had been rapidly dwindling with each passing week, blocked out by more and more of her boobs and rapidly-growing belly. Noticing things immediately in front of her was impossible, to the point she’d starting keeping a radar spell going at all times. Worked pretty well, but it wasn’t as good as, you know, actually seeing.

“Ugh.” Twilight tossed away the third bra she’d tried. She hefted her boobs one at a time, soft, perky, and massive. They had to weigh fifteen pounds a piece! “Gotten bigger again, I see. At least they’re not leaking today...”

Grumbling, she set the useless bras aside and pulled the drawer out farther. She had the next size of bras back there, and fortunately, those did fit. Her panties still fit fortunately, so that was good enough for now. She made a mental note to prioritize researching that clothing elasticity spell she’d heard about.

Twilight glanced at the full-length mirror on the wall. She wasn’t even sure there was a word to describe how big she was, although if she had to try, she’d probably settle on gargantuan. Even standing up straight, her womb was so big that her huge boobs were pushed up from resting on it, WHILE it stretched down to her shins! Her round, heavy bump was a fertile orb that pushed out far, far, FAR past her frame, emanating a greater warmth from being packed to the brim with so many foals. Even with all the testing and spells she’d cast, she still wasn’t quite sure how many she had in there...

Curious, Twilight pulled out a cloth measuring tape and wrapped it around the widest point of her swell, doing some quick math to figure out the circumference.

“Celestia’s sake…” Twilight shook her head. “I’m twenty-five weeks pregnant, and my uterus is already half as wide as I am tall! And I’m not even a third the size of Fluttershy! That’s freaking ridiculous!”

GURRRRRRRGLE!

Twilight’s gut literally shook. She pinched the bridge of her nose and groaned, finally relenting.

“Sure, why not? Let’s feed the brood so I can grow even more. Crying out loud, I know I’m in the middle of a growth spurt, but to think there’s still fifteen more weeks of this...”

Before she did anything else, Twilight reached for a pill bottle on top of the dresser. She shook out a little multicolored capsule and gulped it down dry, shivering slightly as the enchanted vitamin took effect. Then she shook her head to clear out the remaining drowsy cobwebs, focusing on an image of her kitchen. She cast the spell and closed her eyes...

FLASH!

…only to be greeted by a pleasant sight. Sitting there, on the table by the door, was an enormous four tier birthday cake, colored in lavender and magenta frosting. The warm, heavenly smell of freshly-cooked dessert made Twilight’s eyes grew huge. The thing was nearly the size of HER!

“O-Oh…”

Twilight spied a little note beside the cake, scrawled in familiar scratchy handwriting.

Happy Birthday!

-Pinkie Pie

Twilight licked her lips. The hunger in her belly went up a couple notches, and she was getting a fork and a chair before she even realized it. But then she said screw the fork and just sat down, using magic to start grabbing chunks.

“Well then,” Twilight purred. “Looks like I’m having cake for breakfast.”

She tucked in without further pause. The first taste was like ambrosia on her tongue, the soft, fluffy cake nearly melting in her mouth. She hummed at the robust taste of cream cheese frosting—her absolute favorite. She took a few moments to savor the first few decadent bites, but her hunger got the better of her and she started devouring it fast as she could.

Whereas most ponies would stop after one slice, maybe two if they wanted to indulge, Twilight had no such limits. She was a hungry, immensely pregnant mare, and the only signal her body sent was more. The foals’ kicking died down as a combination of delectable dessert and actual healthy stuff from the pill reached them, but Twilight didn’t stop. Bite after bite she plowed through the treat, never stopping or slowing once, her stomach accepting all that it was offered.

Little by little the cake vanished down her throat, her gut starting to swell more with so much goodness. She rubbed what little she could reach of her belly and kept eating, the stretched skin stretching even further, the light tingles a pleasant compliment to the beginnings of an immense sugar rush. She knew a good bit of this was likely going to go to her thighs and rump, but she didn’t care. She was a little lacking in those departments at the moment, anyway...

Twilight began seriously considering just spending her birthday here in the kitchen devouring everything in her foodstores. That might be a fun way to spend the day. Her stomach was still egging her on at the cake’s halfway point, pound after literal pound of fattening dessert being devoured without pause. Being hungry was pretty much a constant at the moment—it was just the level to which she was hungry. Trying to eat until she was well and properly full actually sounded like a fun challenge.

Twilight silently thanked Pinkie as she attacked the second half with gusto, making a mental note to return the favor somehow.

It was going to be a good birthday.