Sleipnir Colony - A Short Story Collection

There was a small buzz! from Vast Knowledge’s desk clock that signalled the end of break, a few moments later her students returned. “Always some stragglers…” She thought as per usual, one or two of her students re-entered late. It was to be expected. She had yet to run a class where every student turned up on time.

“Now then, before break we had a very short overview from when ponies began gaining weight to where we are today. For an extra dessert token which of you can tell me who the biggest one is?” She asked. Food tokens were a surefire way to get the students engaged, at least a little after the break. She smiled as dozens of chubby hooves went up into the air.

“Hmmm, Booster Rocket?” She looked at the little chubby filly who was eagerly waving her hoof around, not the fattest in the class but well on her way.

“P-Princess Celestia!” She blurted out, her little chubby cheeks making her jaw really work to get the words from her lips. She was rewarded as her teacher placed a small token on her desk, which she eagerly pocketed to stop greedy hooves from snatching it away.

“Correct, the Princess is the biggest. Her sister of course is always close in size but lags a little behind. I suppose as our leader it is only fitting she be the grandest of us.” She paused to think about it for a moment, before moving on. “In this session we will be taking a look at the princesses, and how they came to be the size they are now. This will likely come up in a test so I advise you pay attention…”

The room lights dimmed again as the screen came to life. The first image was to be expected, a rather thin looking Celestia in a regal pose, there was a few gasps again but nothing like before. The shock value of thin ponies was always lost after they saw the first ones.

“This is our Princess, just before she started gaining weight. You can see here she had a much slender physique. Most of her royal garments still fitted too.” She said, using a small laser pointed mounted on the top of her desk to point to areas of the princesses body before moving on. The slide changed to show a Celestia as she started to put on weight, roughly double her size but it showed, her slender body now starting to be consumed by fat.

“This is a little over a year on from the previous photo, a short space of time but you can see she had started to really embrace the increasing trend for size. Here I believe she weighed around 1700ibs. Roughly the weight I am now actually! So I’m a good size reference if you’re wondering.” She giggled, the students didn’t seem that amused. There was a silence as she coughed slightly and moved the slide on again.

“Ahem...anyhow this is the next stage of her gaining. Again roughly a year later. By this stage royalty had fully engaged with and was supporting the mass gaining of the citizens of the planet. You can see quite the radical change in just a year again…”

She let the students observe the image for a short while. Celestia had practically ballooned, it was not the best photo either but the only one on file that was available to demonstrate her size at that time. From what was visible though, she had reached immobility and was firmly planted in the middle of the main throne room of the castle. She was huge, obviously not as huge as the room but she was a fair size.

“Estimate weight at the time of this photo is around 6000ibs. Just a bit more the Planetary Governor Farthest Reach, so she still has a fair amount of weight to put on. At this point though she was the largest pony. I think you’ll find the next image a bit more interesting.” She said, and clicked the slide on again.

The room had been filled with white, Celestia’s titanic rear pushed up against the walls, mountains and mountains of fat as her huge cutie marks stretched across her massive flanks. Her belly extended out for a huge distance in front of her. The photo was taken at an odd angle, much farther back than needed.

“The photographer supposedly couldn’t get much closer, if you look at the floor…” She pointed her little laser pointer again towards the lower portion of the photo. Multiple pipes and tubes spread out across it, and eventually all joined up to meet together at the base of Celestia’s belly, it then rose upwards and disappeared into a flabby neck. “Her head was just starting to disappear at this point. She had given up on servants feeding her as it was far too slow, and had this piping system installed instead. It served her a rich blend of the most fattening foods she could get her hooves on. This was about a year before they had to remove the walls and ceiling.”

There was another click, and the slide changed again. The file photo changed to an outdoor shot. The throne room was long gone, and so was a large portion of Canterlot, what was left was being assaulted by even more mountains of fat as the princesses body did battle with the buildings surrounding her. Even more pipes stretched out below, and all fed to what was presumed to be her neck-hole where her head had vanished down long ago. “This was the photo when she broke the 100,000ibs mark. Quite the feat, a fair amount of time has passed since the first photo now. If you look to the right you can just see some blue, that is Luna doing her best to catch her sister. The two are rather close, but you’d never know it.” Again she let the students look briefly at the photo. “She was the first pony to break that six figure sum, and shortly she is expected to break seven. To maintain her size and still gain she requires a constant filling of foods from the pipes and hoses hooked up to her. Make notes class, you may be quizzed on the feeding system she uses.”

She watched as a few of the students noted down what they needed, and continued the presentation. “Just two more photos to show. Now this is a good one, here she is just about 500,000ibs.” The teacher pointed out. Whatever had remained of Celestia had vanished, it was almost impossible to tell where a pony began. Layer upon layer of fat that seemed to stretch for miles, the photo had to be taken from a blimp above Canterlot. “The city had mostly been removed at this point. Celestia and Luna took up so much space that there was nothing else they could do. Again just take a look in the top right of the photo, see that very small purple blob? That is Ponyville where Princess Twilight resides. You can just see her starting to gain a substantial size like Celestia and Luna.”

There was a final click, as the last slide displayed. The entire of Canterlot was now utterly unrecognisable, save for the white and blue blob that occupied what had once been the city. The piping system to feed the two of them now stretched for miles around, farms and other towns supplying them with what they were feeding on. “And this photo shows them fairly recently! As you can see no more Canterlot, and if you look at the photo they have propped up the mountainside with support beams. If they hadn’t it is likely the plane that supports the city would have collapsed under their weight a good while ago.” The two sisters looked so big, the absolute biggest ponies that anypony could imagine. All that was visible was elephantine flanks and colossal tums, no hooves or head could be seen at all. Just hundreds of thousands of pounds of pony.

She clicked off the screen, and turned to her class. She liked to just finish off this section with a small talk. “Royalty continues to gain in size, for the next portion we will be looking at Princess Twilight, and to a lesser extend Princess Cadance and her husband Shining Armor. But you needed to know that gaining weight is important to our leaders, size and weight shows dominance. It is fair to say that Celestia certainly embodies that as a leader. It is expected she will break the million pound mark in but a few short years, and many colonies are already preparing to celebrate. Now does anypony have any questions?”

One hoof went up, again Booster Rocket wanting to show her enthusiasm for the history lesson. “B-but miss, they’re so big...h-how are they still alive?”

It was a fair question, and actually students didn’t often question the mortality of their fat leaders. But she had a simple answer. “Well the Alicorn Princesses have always been immortal, it seems that extends to size as well. Of course a size like that you or me would not be long for this world, but for our leaders that is of no concern. If aging does not kill you, neither will putting on immense amounts of weight.” She said, and looked at her clock again. It was time for another break.