If Wishes Were Horses

Sweetie Belle stared down at the huge cake, weighing her options. She wanted to stay big, wanted to get bigger, but surely not everypony was happy about this right? And that was what mattered.

Sweetie weakly blew out one candle, squeezing her eyes shut tightly. I wish that ponies can choose. They decide if they want to gain, or lose weight. I wish healthy food would come back to give them that chance.

Settling in to eat her cake, Sweetie could only hope ponies, and creatures, could find their own happiness, no matter what they chose to do.

Some time later…

Sweetie exalted in the feeling of the cool fall air caressing her large body. Trapped in an immobile body like she was, it was nice to leave the boutique and get some fresh air. Sweetie inhaled as much as she could, enjoying the sights, sounds, smells, and sensations around her.

Sweetie Belle was being pulled in a cart, by a friend of Rarity’s. A relatively fit young stallion, eager to please and help others in what ways he could. Beside Sweetie, there lay Rarity. In her own cart, being pulled by two chubby stallions.

Rarity and Sweetie liked being large, as it turned out. So did most of Equestria and beyond, much to Sweetie’s surprise and delight. Those that did lose weight, often did so to help take care of others

Sweetie was very large for a filly, her hooves sucked into the sleeves of fat that had replaced the muscles in her legs. She could feel them in and amongst her fat rolls, which was an odd sensation if she were being honest. She was massive, full of fat rolls and folds just like her sister. She could twitch if she thought about it, but Sweetie had her magic, so why bother?

Rarity was larger than Sweetie, and not just because she was an adult. She was larger because of her never ending list of friends, colleagues, and acquaintances that made it their duty to fatten Rarity up for various events around Equestria. They didn’t neglect Sweetie with their feedings, quite the opposite really, but Rarity was still the main focus.

Rarity was a blob of a mare. It was hard to tell where one part of her ended and another part began. She was coated in huge rolls and folds, deep enough to lose a thin pony in Sweetie was willing to bet. Rarity was still beautiful, she was now just an example of extreme elegance, class, and propriety. It had done her business wonders.

After a while, the pair of immobile ponies were carted to their destination: Twilight’s castle. A large ramp had been added to the front entrance, allowing everycreature access to the interior. However, they weren’t doing that today. Sweetie examined the castle as the stallions pulled then toward the back of the castle, to an open field.

Twilight didn’t live in her castle anymore, Sweetie remembered. She and Princess Celestia had decided to remain big fat blobs. From the newspapers and rumours, both were too fat and hungry to talk, so they’d left the ruling up to Princess Luna, who had slimmed down to close to her pre-wish weight. She ruled Equestria, and seemed to take to the job really well, having fun while also taking care of her big sister.

Rounding the corner, Sweetie could see Starlight waiting for them, seated on a huge blanket laid across the grass. Starlight had lost weight as well, though she was still morbidly obese. She was still mobile enough to use stairs, however, and that was incredible in and of itself.

Starlight’s main jobs were to watch over the castle and to create new spells and/or technology to help the fatter ponies. It was hard, rewarding work, and Starlight seemed to be thriving off of it.

Starlight, while certainly one of the more mobile ponies in Sweetie’s friend group, was the...roundest, Sweetie thought. Her fat succumbed more to gravity, looking heavy and soft and round whenever she was standing. Her cheeks, chins and neck fat had collected into two massive rolls, forgoing the usual appearance of obese ponies. The part of her that had the most rolls were her legs, tiny little fat rolls and dimples dotted them abundantly where the rest of her hung down in single, large rolls at best. She looked odd, but nice.

The stallions came to a stop at the edge of the blanket, unhooking themselves and sitting down. Sweetie was going to say something but was interrupted by a pop. Discord teleported in, bringing Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash with him. Out of the three of them, Discord was the only one to lose any weight. He was still obese, a thick roll of fat hanging down to cover some of his legs. He was clearly mobile enough to help the two pegasi.

Rainbow and Fluttershy still wanted to gain, and had done so by huge amounts. Rainbow was dead-set on becoming the fattest pony, wanting to surpass Twilight and Celestia in size. Which made it ironic that Fluttershy was the heavier of the two of them. She’d found she really enjoyed being the one taken care of rather than being a caregiver. Between Discord doting on her, and her animal friends helping, it was no wonder Fluttershy had put on more weight than Rainbow.

Discord took care of Fluttershy’s animal friends, under her own instruction and training. This freed up even more of her time to eat. So Fluttershy ate what she wanted and when.

That wasn’t to say that Rainbow was small, far from it. Her wings were lost amidst her numerous back rolls and folds, hooves sucked into her own leg fat. It was just that Fluttershy looked bigger because you couldn’t really tell she was a pony anymore. The pair was too big for carts, and relied on Discord and his magic for transportation, hygiene, and other needs and desires.

Sweetie smiled at the newcomers, her stomach starting to growl at the sights and smells of the food spread over the blanket. She would wait though for her other friends, which thankfully didn’t take too long.

Applejack, Apple Bloom, Pinkie Pie, and Scootaloo all arrived together. Applejack and Pinkie had both lost weight, but were still fat.

Applejack’s weight centered around her lower half. Starting with her hips, and flaring out into massive flanks and a plot that was three times the size of what it had been when she’d been thin. Tree-trunk sized legs supported her magnificent rear, built up with both muscle and rippling fat.

Applejack had slimmed down to help work the farm, and to help her family. Apple Bloom more specifically. The ‘little’ filly had nothing little about her anymore. Apple Bloom was immobile, much like Sweetie was. Apple Bloom spent her days doing ‘quality testing’ on Sweet Apple Acres’ goods, and it showed on her magnificently large body.

Pinkie, on the other hoof, had slimmed down for the sake of the town’s morale. She visited all of her friends and acquaintances, delivering treats from Sweet Apple Acres and Sugarcube Corner alike.

Pinkie had gained everywhere, making her look like a jiggly marshmallow. Her size didn’t stop her, though she was a touch slower due to her energetic run turning into a slow waddle. Currently, she was pulling Scootaloo along in her own cart.

Scootaloo had benefited greatly from the free food at the schoolhouse, bulking up faster than most of the other students. Pinkie still took the filly to school everyday, and it was evident in how tightly squeezed into her cart she looked. Like bread rising too far out of a loaf pan. It looked like it hurt, if Sweetie was being honest with herself.

Seeing everyone getting close to being settled, Starlight lit her horn, and teleported away.

A few minutes later, she teleported back, coated in sweat and shaking. She brought Spike and Ember with her. Both were immense, the biggest creatures Sweetie had seen. Ever. Both were too big to even bend their claws. Starlight was using magic to get food to their mouths, since they couldn’t feed themselves.

Which was why Starlight was exhausted by transporting them, obviously. Hopefully she could get them back to the Dragon Lands before she exhausted her magic. Sweetie wasn’t 100% sure it would happen.

Starlight waved Pinkie and Applejack over, ignoring how the fat of her leg swayed with the movement, “Get yourselves settled, everycreature! I hope you all like what I made today.”

“It looks...lovely...my dear,” Rarity wheezed, using her magic to serve tea and lemonade as Pinkie and Applejack unharnessed themselves and made themselves more comfortable.

Starlight beamed at the praise, “Thank you! Now, don’t stand on ceremony. Go ahead and eat! We’re still waiting for the Princesses but they said not to wai-”

A bright flash of midnight blue magic preluded to the arrival of Twilight, Celestia, and Luna.

Sweetie’s jaw dropped, having to crane her head around to fully grasp Twilight and Celestia’s enormity. It shouldn’t be possible, but they looked bigger than Spike and Ember; huge formless blobs of pure fat.

Both of them were so large, that Sweetie was certain that one of them alone could fill a room at the Palace. Canterlot or Twilight’s, Sweetie didn’t think it mattered much.

Sweetie’s examination was broken when Princess Luna walked out from behind her sister, heaving for breath and sweating profusely from the amount of magic required to teleport the mammoth mares.

Princess Luna, while the skinniest pony present, wasn’t as close to her pre-wish weight as the papers would have ponies believe. She was chubby, with a cute double chin, and a slight waddle. No crazy amounts of rolls or folds, which was honestly somewhat refreshing.

Luna wiped at her forehead with a forehoof, “Creators, it is easier to move the moon than it is to move you, sister!”

“Well...look how...big she...is,” Rarity managed.

“No wonder you’re havin’ such a hard time,” Applejack chimed in.

“Is she as...big as the...moon?” Scootaloo wheezed..

Luna grinned, “You all should see Cadance. She’s larger than even my sister. The Crystal Empire has a great deal of mobile ponies, all helping to love and feed Cadance as much as she will eat. Apparently everypony loves it.”

With that, most everypony got settled. Sweetie used her magic to serve herself one of the many Sweet Apple Acres apple pies that were scattered all over the blanket, burying her muzzle into the sweet filling as she went.

Suddenly, Sweetie’s cart started to move on its own accord. Away from the group. It was magic, Sweetie could tell, but her hair had fallen into her face and had stuck her her sticky muzzle, meaning she couldn’t see who it was.

She found herself behind the large purple blob that could only be Twilight before the same magic pushed her bangs away from her eyes. Princess Luna stood, beaming from ear to ear.

Sweetie looked around, noticing that she had disappeared completely behind Twilight’s bulk with more than enough room to spare for Princess Luna. It was humbling.

“I’m very proud of you, Sweetie Belle,” Luna said softly, “Everycreature is happier now. Me especially, for both myself and my sister. I’ve never seen Celestia so happy. Celestia watched over Equestria for a thousand years, and I’ll do the same if it allows Celestia to enjoy herself, no matter how fat she becomes.

Sweetie smiled back, not really noticing the pie filling and crust stuck to her muzzle, “I’m glad, Princess Luna. Thank you!”

Using her magic, Luna guided them both toward the blanket, “TIme to celebrate, I think. Go on, enjoy yourself!”

So, Sweetie did, digging back into the feast with wild abandon, knowing she’d done the right thing for everypony. Pleasant conversation, interrupted by bouts of eating, punctuated the rest of the afternoon as the group of ponies slowly made their way through the huge amount of food they had to go through.