A Forgotten Magic

Chapters

Chapter 1: The Recovery
Chapter 2: Echo
Chapter 3: Velvet

Chapter 1: The Recovery

"Halt! Identify yourself!"
The royal guard observed suspiciously the purple unicorn and her dragon pet. Surprised, Twilight Sparkle and Spike looked at each other.
"I'm Twilight Sparkle, and this is Spike."
The hard-faced stallion relaxed.
"You are on the guest list, you can pass."
The doors of the Canterlot castle opened, letting the perplexed mare and her draconic friend inside. Walking across the main hall escorted by two guards, Twilight Sparkle was pensive.
"I hope nothing bad happened."
Spike answered her by a shrug. Appearing at the turn of a corridor, an escort of royal guards parted, giving way to Princess Celestia. The majestic figure had a pleased look.
"Twilight Sparkle! And Spike! Guards, you can rest."
The guards dispersing, The Princess nuzzled Twilight Sparkle's muzzle.
"I heard of this unfortunate incident at Ponyville, I'm glad you came to me."
The saddened unicorn snuggled against her monarch. Celestia comforted her of a caress of her wing. Twilight had a grateful look.
"Thank you Princess. I'm so glad to visit you! I can't wait to see Princess Cadence and Shining Armor."
Celestia had a moment of hesitation.
"Twilight, I'm afraid I can't let you see Princess Cadenza and your brother. I had to set extraordinary measures to protect the city."
Twilight Sparkle seemed upset.
"Is Equestria in danger?"
The princess gave her a reassuring look.
"There is no reason to worry."
Celestia smiled at her favorite student.
"Urgent matters will require my attention in the days to come. Hopefully I prepared a room for you close to the royal library and to mine."
Spike gave an heavy sigh.
"Great, more books..."
Twilight Sparkle frowned at him.
"Spike!"
Celestia turned to the young dragon with a mischievous smile.
"Spike, we have a few draconic guests from the outer lands in the east tower, I guessed you would be interested in meeting them?"
Spike's eyes lighted up.
"You would let me... hang out... with adult dragons?"
— Only if Twilight allows it."
The young dragon implored her friend.
"Please Twilight, I will sleep at reasonable hours, I will be polite, I won't eat too many gems! I swear!"
Sighing in resignation, the purple unicorn rolled her eyes.
"I guess you are old enough. Don't do anything stupid!"

It had been three days since Twilight Sparkle had arrived to the royal palace, and the studious mare had enjoyed every minute of it. Although she was missing her friends, the royal library had so many fascinating books... the hardworking unicorn had learned more in these three days than she usually did in a month. Spike had spent most of his time in the east tower, apparently delighted of the company of his congeners. Twilight had agreed to let him share a room with one of his new friend, ensuring her a few nights of the best sleep she had in a long time. The perplexed unicorn could not help wondering if the other dragons knew Spike was under the responsibility of a pony... it would have made for an awkward situation.
The agitation in the palace was raising so many questions, and Twilight Sparkle had yet to find any answer to them. Despite their friendly conversation, her short encounter with Luna had only raised more interrogations. The Night Princess had seemed surprisingly busy, an unusual occurrence for her nocturnal habits. As for Princess Celestia's visits, they had been disappointingly brief. She took the time to join Twilight Sparkle at nightfall, benevolently listening to her favorite student comments on her day. Yet the Sun Princess was a source of preoccupation for the young mare, as the goddess seemed too weary to remain with her for long. Even her signs of affections were getting rare, imbued with restraint. Unfortunately, in the absence of Princess Cadenza and Shining Armor, the ways to inquire about the crisis agitating the palace were scarce. If Twilight Sparkle had not yet resolved herself to ask her mentor, she was now considering it could be her only viable option. The gifted unicorn was thinking her magical talents could possibly be of some assistance in helping Princess Celestia. It was decided then, she would ask her what was really going on as soon as the opportunity would arise.

"You seem worried tonight Twilight Sparkle."
Celestia had a caring look for her favorite. The pensive unicorn snuggled up against her mentor.
"Are you sick Princess?"
The Sun Princess had a comforting smile.
"Be assured my life isn't at risk."
Twilight Sparkle turned to the princess.
"Why is there so much agitation in the palace?"
The royal figure took on a serious expression.
"Twilight, I have the greatest affection for you, but I can't tell if it is something you should know."
The purple mare had an assured look.
"You could tell me anything Princess Celestia, I would never give up on you!"
The Sun Princess seemed convinced by her pupil's determined tone.
"My confrontation with the Queen of the Changelings had left me weakened... I did the mistake to think I would recover on my own, yet my magical powers have continuously declined since."
The noble equine had a moment of hesitation.
"I can't raise the sun anymore, I had to delegate this responsibility to my sister."
Twilight Sparkle stood up, distraught.
"There has to be a way to help you regaining your powers!"
Princess Celestia whispered in her favorite's ear. At first the purple mare seemed shocked, but soon enough she had a comprehensive look.
"I understand Princess..."

"Mmh... I could swear it was somewhere in this alley..."
Twilight Sparkle was skimming through the countless book titles of another dusty shelf; the third so far, and still no trace of the mysterious grimoire. She was not losing hope though, as a so bizarre name could not have been a figment of her imagination. Soon enough, the fulminating mare was starting to wonder why a competent archivist would neglect to sort all these old books by alphabetical order. Hopefully, the object of her search finally appeared before her eyes. "Charms and enchantments dedicated to the Celebrations of The First"
Despite her apprehension, the antique tome did not turn to dust when the young unicorn turned its yellowed pages. Examining the table of contents, the assiduous pony had a triumphant smile. "This is exactly what the princess needs..."

Two guards were standing in Twilight Sparkle's way, refusing her the entry to the royal bedroom.
"Her majesty Celestia has required to not be disturbed under any circumstance."
A familiar voice reached them through the doors.
"Let her pass."
The purple mare hastened to join her sovereign. The princess was absorbed in the contemplation of a plate filled with hefty slices of an unidentifiable substance. She turned to the keen unicorn with a feeble smile.
"Is there something you wanted to discuss, Twilight Sparkle?
— Princess, I found this book in the archives of magic!"
The dedicated pony passed the ancient grimoire to the Sun Princess. Intrigued, Celestia browsed through the thick volume.
"This is magic from Discord's era... it is surprising it wasn't sealed with the others in the forbidden chambers. Hopefully its content seems harmless."
Twilight Sparkle sat near the monarch.
"I think there are spells in this which could help you."
Celestia nodded her assent.
"Yet It would require my sister's assistance, my magic is too weakened to cast any of these."
Twilight Sparkle had a devoted look.
"I'm sure I can help!"
The Sun Princess wore a thoughtful expression.
"I know you're more than capable in the arts, and Luna already has so much to take care at the moment..."
Twilight Sparkle jumped on her hooves with determination.
"You can count on me Princess!"
Celestia had a benevolent smile.
"Let's make preparations then."

A faint luminescence permeated the air as Twilight Sparkle achieved to cast the enchantment dedicated to the ancient rites of abundance. The dedicated unicorn had put all her magic in the effort; although Celestia was weakened, the gifted mare was not assured the goddess' innate resilience would not be an obstacle to the success of their attempt. A strong aura bathing the princess, she opened her eyes, her amethyst gaze shining with an unusual brightness. Twilight Sparkle had an apprehensive look.
"Did it work Princess?"
The statuesque figure stretched her lean members, as she was awakening of a long sleep. She smiled at her favorite.
"I think it did Twilight. We should give it a moment."
Lowering her gaze, the princess stared at the large slices drowned in creamy sauce. Her mouth watered at the sight of the unholy dish, the sense of repulsion the substance was inspiring her now vanished. She had to consume the meat, it was a necessary evil. How could she protect her kingdom without her powers back?
Celestia leaned over the plate, her pink tongue shyly tasting the food. It was good, salty. A hint of pepper in the unctuous sauce. In a sudden move the princess grabbed a slice between her teeth and shoved it in her mouth, chewing enthusiastically on the meat dripping of cream. Witnessing the scene, Twilight Sparkle felt sickened. Although she knew the necessity of the expedient, the thought of her mentor eating the flesh of a pig was utterly disturbing; it was no surprise such practices had been long forgotten.
Celestia paused, discreetly licking her lips. A barely perceptible feeling of magic surfaced in her, yet far too diffuse to allow her the use of the most basic spell. Her appetite whetted, the ravenous goddess considered the few morsels remaining in her plate. She still had a long way to go before fully restoring her powers...
Hopefully, thanks to her student's discovery, it would be an endurable task. A twinkle in her eyes, The princess called the guards stationed at her doors.

Thinking of the ordeal to come, Twilight Sparkle was eyeing her mentor with discomfort. The Canterlot Castle only had so many cooks able to prepare meat, all assigned to prepare the meals of the most ferocious guests; ambassadors of foreign kingdoms, not that inclined to adapt to Equestria traditional diet. Celestia had requisitioned the services of both of them for the night, and it could only mean the monarch would not satisfy herself of what was remaining in her plate. She seemed inclined to consume the food at a deliberately slow pace, visibly savoring the tender meat and its rich accompaniment. The embarrassed unicorn did not want to witness more, yet she felt compelled to watch over her mentor. She did not want to leave the princess alone while the spell was her responsibility. Twilght Sparkle observed Celestia swallow her fourth helping with an unmistakable enjoyment. Reaching out a graceful foreleg, the princess pointed out her plate.
"Do you want some Twilight? It tastes better than it looks."
The uneasy mare repressed a shiver of disgust.
"You're the one needing it Princess."
The monarch concentrated her powers and a dripping slice slowly rose in the air. She stuffed it in her mouth with a pleased look. Twilight Sparkle had an exclamation of surprise.
"Your powers, they are coming back!
— Thanks to your help Twilight."
Introduced by the guards, an heavy-laden cook walked through the doors. He hastened to dispose at the princess' hooves an imposing sliced roast beef arranged in an ornate silver platter.
"I hope this will ease your wait Your Majesty, it shouldn't be long before we have more ready in the kitchens."
Celestia observed the large roast beef with interest, a slice big enough to fill an average plate.
"That will be perfect."
Twilight Sparkle was surprised to hear more was cooking in the royal kitchens. The sizeable piece of cold meat already seemed excessive; despite Celestia being larger than any of her subjects, her rangy stature was not suggestive of an indulging nature. Of course the sharp mare had considered the influence of her spell on the monarch's appetite, and assessing the limits of a divinity were not an easy task. Yet her feast should restore the princess' powers, and risks seemed quite limited; a potential indigestion did not seem like a serious life threat for a goddess. Beside this treatment was a necessity for the security of the kingdom.
A faint groan coming from the princess' flat abdomen, she ran distractedly a hoof over her faultless ivory pelt. Celestia nodded towards the cook with a smile.
"Thank you, you may go."
As the busy pony left the room, The Sun Goddess leaned over the serving dish, eager to restore her powers as soon as possible. Thanks to her magically induced appetite, it could only be a matter of hours. Celestia attacked the roast beef with a brutal enthusiasm; neglecting to use her powers, she directly grabbed the first slice between her teeth. The hungered monarch chomped on it with a distinct lack of subtlety, a surprising occurrence coming from her. Bloody juices flowed from the rare meat, pleasing her refined palate. Swallowing gluttonously the cooked flesh, the princess had a delighted expression. Her iridescent mane now had a familiar quivering, testimony of her rapid recovery. Her eyes sparkling, Celestia hastened to grab another slice promptly devoured. Remembering the cooks busy in the royal kitchen, she gave in to her imperious appetite, barely chewing her next helping. Despite its thickness, the piece went through her throat without difficulty. The hungry goddess bolted a few more slice before pausing, catching her breath. As juicy the roasted beef was, she was feeling less and less satisfied with each new morsel. Petting absent-mindedly her slightly bulging stomach, the princess dreamed of the exotic courses she would soon relish. She was guessing she would now be sated under normal circumstances, but tonight she was not hampered by such limitations. Although Celestia had lost interest in this particular dish, her compelling appetite had remained intact. Perplexed, Twilight Sparkle witnessed the starving goddess resume her meal, stuffing in her mouth slice after slice of the juicy meat. As the princess was consuming voraciously the last two-thirds of the substantial course, her immaculate belly was noticeably growing before her favorite's very eyes. It had now a mellow roundness, contrasting surprisingly with the monarch's slender figure.
The silver platter emptied, Celestia had an impatient look. Considering her divine condition, it was difficult for her to assess how long the spell would go on. The princess' mane and tail now seemed to wave in a familiar fashion as she was resting on her softened stomach.
The doors to the royal room finally opened, letting pass another hurried cook. He was pushing a serving cart loaded with an assortment of fine poultries, accompanied of a hefty gravy boat. A rich aroma filled the air and tempted by the smell, Celestia rose up to meet him. She examined the dishes with curiosity. "This large piece with a golden brown skin has to be a turkey. This smaller one with dark meat, a duck. And this huge one, shining of grease, probably a goose..."
The cook bowed down respectfully.
"Will that be all Your Majesty?"
Contemplating the cart, the goddess' mouth watered once again. Thinking for a moment, she had a greedy look.
"Is there any more leftovers in the kitchen?"
The perplexed pony had a thoughtful look.
"I can think of something..."
Smiling slyly, Celestia had an approving tone.
"I am confident in your abilities."
The hurried cook leaving the royal room, Celestia observed the three dishes with a delightful uncertainty. Everything seemed so appetizing, she could not resolve to make a choice. Twilight Sparkle was looking at her mentor, wondering how much more of this gruesome food she would be able to consume. The princess' belly was already distinctively plump after she ate all by herself the large roast beef, and there was enough meat on this cart to feed a small pack of carnivores.
The starving monarch finally made her choice, setting her heart on the dark meat. After the beef rough texture she was now craving for something much tender. Using her magic, The princess raised to her mouth a thigh of the inviting roasted duck. She detached its fat skin with her shining white teeth, gobbling delightedly the greasy treat. The muscle came next, separated easily. The hungry goddess sucked the flesh of the bones before dropping the remains of the thigh in the platter. As savorous was the racy meat, it was not convenient food to eat. Celestia moved to the wings next, cleaning them in a matter of seconds. Soon after, the second thigh disappeared between her determined jaws. Ridden of these pesky morsels, the princess magically stripped the duck of its cooked flesh with a renewed enthusiasm. She swallowed greedily large chunks, only stopping once nothing comestible was left. The dark meat entirely consumed, the voracious goddess had a contented sigh. She was not weary anymore, and could feel her powers growing stronger by the second. Nibbling distractedly on green salad garnishing the platter, Celestia wondered if she had enough yet. Although her fullness was now beyond question, it was hardly a limitation for the divinity. Her eyes wandered on the two remaining poultries, plump, their crispy skin so alluring. The idea of Twilight Sparkle watching her pursue her feast was getting the princess slightly uncomfortable; yet she had to be sure, for the security of the kingdom.
Growing impatient, Celestia turned her attention to the cooked goose. Her eyes lighted up at the thought of devouring the promiscuous delicacy. It was a great piece, massive and oily, accompanied of enough apple slices fried in fat alone for many ponies to relish on. The ravenous goddess started by cleaning the wings; once again it was an unsatisfying task, as this part of the animal had barely anything good to offer. As crispy and tasty was the goose skin, there was so little flesh on these bones than gnawing on them was a waste of efforts. Yet the meat was succulent, literally melting in her mouth, and the princess had no desire to give up on any bit. Soon enough the bones ended in another plate, and Celestia separated a thigh of the fat poultry. She bit in the juicy piece, too large to fit entirely in her mouth, tearing chunks of the greasy flesh straight away gulped down. The other thigh suffered the same fate before the princess attacked the bulk of the roasted poultry. There was much more to consume than she already had, and the determined goddess gorged unfettered on the imposing goose, slowly cleaning the carcass.
Watching the princess indulge in such manner, Twilight Sparkle was now growing more curious than concerned. Not only her mentor seemed to regain more of her strength by the minute, her appetite did not seem to decline as her middle was rounding out. The goose flesh entirely consumed, the monarch's stomach was weighty of many pounds of cooked meat. Yet despite her sides protruding munificently, Celestia did not seem the least sated. She dug heartily in the plate, alternating between the fried apple slices and the remaining goose stuffing, mix of liver, chestnuts and garlic. As the princess was wolfing down the side dish, she barely paid attention to her growing belly softly brushing against her pearly thighs.
The plate polished off she was heavy by now, regaled of the enormous bird; yet it was a feeling far too vague to be unpleasant. The enticing smell of the remaining turkey accompanied of its carrot and pumpkin mash was more than enough to distract her of her bulging flanks. The insatiable goddess attacked the turkey wings first, once again irked by the impracticality of the tasks, when Twilight Sparkle's voice made itself heard.
"Princess, don't you think it is enough? I can tell your powers are almost back by now."
Celestia gave a surprised look at her favorite.
"There is no reason to worry Twilight, it is just a matter of precaution."
Twilight Sparkle had a dubitative expression.
"If you say so Princess."
The hungry monarch dropped the wings bones in a plate, thoughtful. The turkey meat was well seasoned, yet it was slightly too dry for her taste. Considering mischievously the gravy boat, Celestia detached a large thigh she drowned in meat juices, gobbling its cooked flesh drenched in fat in barely a few bites. She licked her lips covered with gravy before the other thigh suffered the same fate. Remembering the goose, the princess took a peek at the turkey inside; it was filled with minced onions generously buttered. Delighted of this discovery she carried on her feast, consuming some of the oily stuffing with each mouthful of cooked meat.
The turkey devoured, the indulging goddess paused for a brief instant. To Twilight Sparkle's amazement, Celestia's belly was now spreading between her legs large enough to carry a foal, her shape distinctively reminding of a small cask. The insatiable monarch's hesitation did not last, as she started digging heartily in the heavily buttered carrot and pumpkin mash, yielding to her stomach imperious impulse. There was enough of the side dish on itself for four of the goddess regular meals; when she finally emptied the plate, licking it of an audacious tongue, her swollen belly was firmly pressing against her superb thighs. The princess' powers were fully back now, an overwhelming aura emanating of her mighty horn, bathing her flowing mane and tail. Yet she could not resist to a last indulgence, and raising the gravy boat, she poured the meat juices between her open lips. As Celestia was chugging concupiscently the rich sauce, she closed her eyes, savoring the oily liquid sliding down her delicate throat. As the empty recipient dropped noisily on the cart, a sigh of satisfaction escaped her. The glutted monarch could now feel the weight of her excesses, her gorged belly attracting her irresistibly to the floor. The princess walked through the room at a prudent pace, her sides gently wobbling with each of her careful step. The Sun Goddess was feeling absurdly gratified by now and when she lay next to her favorite, she had a contented smile. Intrigued, Twilight Sparkle gave a timid prod at her mentor's dilated stomach; her hoof went in easily, the ivory skin still soft and flexible to the touch.
"Are you feeling well Princess?"
Celestia quietly nodded.
"Better than I have been in a long time Twilight."
The princess brushed her muzzle against her favorite's one.

For the past hour the recovering goddess had enjoyed a welcomed rest with her protégée, meditating the consequences of the ritual. Now that a persistent warm was growing in her swollen stomach, the princess was realizing she had consumed much more of the cooked flesh than necessary. She had come to the conclusion that the meat was only healing her powers as fast as she assimilated it; her magic now fully restored, Celestia had a precise idea as to what would occur of the excess. Thanks to her acute senses, she could feel her lean flanks getting fuller. The Sun Goddess had the thought before long, the radiant suns adorning them would grow a size and roundness more faithful to their model. She could also tell the royal thighs were becoming chubbier, and the princess had no doubt her previously flat abdomen will display an unusual padding in the early morning. Surprisingly, the feeling of this new cushion was for her a pleasurable experience. The sovereign was satisfied to have give up, if only for a moment, on a life made of restrictions and formal rigidity. However she would have to resort to her magic to get ride of her embonpoint; as indifferent as Celestia was to the pettiness of Canterlot court, risking a breach in her authority was absolutely out of question.
The princess was engrossed by these considerations when the two cooks burst into the royal room. Her surprise overcame, Celestia remembered the pony's perplexity when she asked him about any more leftovers. Suddenly a familiar scent permeated the air; becoming aware of the platter they were carrying together, once again the goddess' mouth irresistibly watered. Noticing her enlarged middle, the two cooks repressed a look of disbelief. One of them addressed to the monarch.
"My apologies for taking so long Your Highness, we prepared something which should be at your convenience."
Celestia could not get her eyes of the serving plate. It was filled with a full roasted pig, carved, cooked and seasoned; only the head, the feet and the innards were missing. Twilight Sparkle had a cry of protest.
"Princess, you don't think about..."
Celestia gave her a wrathful look, her horn radiating of her unrivaled power.
"Twilight, I don't think your presence is further a necessity. Do you want me to see you out?"
The worried unicorn cringed at her reaction; her mentor acted as though she was possessed. Snatched of the two cooks, the heavy platter rose into the air to land at Celestia's hooves. Not so desirous to irate further their monarch, the two ponies gave a hint of a bow and vanished without ado. The princess closed her eyes, inhaling the grilled meat aromas. Steaks, chops, ham, roast, sausages...
At the thought of all this steaming food, The Sun Goddess was feeling a curious excitation. Impervious to her widened belly and growing forms, Celestia drove out of her mind her favorite's concern. Firmly determined to let none restrain her royal appetite,
the glorious monarch took a bite of a ham larger than one of her thighs. Appeased, she spoke to her student.
"There is nothing which can hurt me in this room at this instant Twilight. Do you wish to remain at my side for now?"
Resigned, Twilight Sparkle acquiesced. If she could not reason the princess, she had to keep an eye on her. To her knowledge her spell should not outlast the night; yet should this not be the case, she would have to require Luna's assistance.
Celestia patiently stripped the colossal ham of its flesh, bite after bite. She never had the occasion to indulge in such proportions, and despite the prodigious quantities offered to her, she was resolute to savor each ounce of her unprecedented feast. The melting meat was coming easily, each swallowed mouthful a gratification for the princess' pampered stomach. The bone finally cleaned, she sucked on it with relish. The monarch's gaze lingered on a generous pile of greasy sausages; she resolved to gobble a dozen of them before pausing, thoughtful. Celestia's swollen middle was now incommodiously pressing against the floor, though she had barely made a dent in the obscene amount of victual. The gluttonous goddess sat and felt immediately relieved, the position much more comfortable to her expanding sides. The princess once again captivated by her depraved meal, the weight of her prominent paunch was barely more to her than a mere distraction.
Celestia resumed her binge, wolfing down a stack of golden brown chops under Twilight Sparkle's watchful eye. Her mentor could have seem perfectly fine, if not for her gorged middle prospering unrestrained. The edacious monarch treated herself to a monstruous steak, and then a second. Her profusely regaled stomach had blossomed to impressive proportions, and when she bit the tender meat, a few drips of its juices stained the immaculate fur of her rounding belly. The princess did not pay attention to the incident; attacking a copious pork roast, she chewed the hefty slices with enthusiasm. Unlike beef, the pig cooked flesh did not oppose much resistance to the goddess' determined jaw; before long the roast joined the other delicacies she had already consumed. Observing the platter still filled to the brim, Celestia set her mind on another pile of fat sausages. These ones were pleasingly spicy, providing an enjoyable novelty to her stimulated taste buds. It did not take much time for the greasy mound to vanish before the monarch's ferocious appetite.
The princess paused, considering the abundant paunch sticking out between her legs. It had grown large enough to partly rest on the floor, sparing her an obvious discomfort. Yet after hundred of years of a frugal diet, only occasionally according herself a few pastries behind closed doors, The Sun Goddess was subject to the consequences of such restrictions. In front of her was sitting as much food as she already had, and she could feel her untrained stomach was already filling out. Celestia distractedly prodded her protuberant belly, its shapely curve making no mystery of her increasing fullness. Her apprehensive hoof did not dig much in; yet to her relief, her pale skin was still flexible to the touch.
This evening had been an unprecedented occurrence for the gorging monarch, and she still had to figure out her limits. Nonetheless, as a divinity she could not let a banquet intimidate her, as prodigal or blasphemous it was. The gluttonous princess resumed her meal with a renewed enthusiasm, ripping apart and devouring the flesh of another colossal ham. With such succulent cuisine, surely her powers would be enough to carry her through her feast. The gorging goddess could feel her metabolism be hard at work, giving its best to assimilate the ludicrous amount of food she was indulging in. Her svelte figure was already plumping out, slowly growing mellow curves. It was a strangely comforting sensation, and Celestia carried further on her excesses without giving it a second thought. She tasted the spare ribs, and entranced by its honey-glazed sauce, gormandized on the countless pounds of crispy caramelized meat. Still savoring the sweet sauce, the princess paused an instant, feeling her contented belly. She wished she had more of these spare ribs to take delight in. After such a treat, she would take on her to get rid of her least favorite parts.
Pork roast had a pleasant taste, yet to the monarch's critical palate it was paling in comparison of the other cuts. Three massive roasts were still before her, taunting her; the voracious goddess had no desire to linger on such pieces, as she would by using her magic. She attempted to lean over the platter, but her enlarged middle was an insurmountable obstacle. Lying down was not an option, and Celestia resolved to get to her hooves, her magic supporting her ever-growing stomach.
Twilight Sparkle observed her mentor; the monarch's elegant frame had gained some softness, and yet was no match to the roundness of her adorned flanks. Judging the confounding bulge of her sides, the perplexed unicorn thought that as the night would go on, the princess' curves could only grow more pronounced.
Celestia pounced on the first roast, her hanging belly faintly swaying to the rhythm of her mastication. She continued with the second, gulping down its bulky slices. The goddess' metabolism could not rival her insatiable appetite, and her middle was still swelling out at a noticeable rate. She finally englutted the third roast, and dazed by her feat, she lay on her back with caution. Having surpassed herself, the princess was partially out of breath; she had ingested the three roasts in barely a few minutes. Her engorged gut was rising high between her legs, pale mound of flesh testimony of her self-indulgence. Yet appetizing aromas were filling her nostrils; she brought to her mouth a tender steak, leisurely consumed, and then another. Only her favorite cuts remaining, from now on there was no point to rush her meal.
The overfed monarch took her time to empty the steaks pile, slowly outstretching her limits. She was burdened by the weight of her expanding middle, but it was not a matter of enough importance to get her attention. Starting on the remaining pork chops, Celestia patiently nibbled on the grilled meat. The bones clinked as they ended in the platter, one time, ten times, twenty times.
The princess' distended belly had now grown distinctively round, its full shape reminding of a plump white peach. Its tight-feeling skin had took on a light pink hue, stretched by the outrageous amount of food the goddess had crammed in her unappeasable stomach. Oppressed by the mass of her bloated middle, Celestia lay down on her side, her prodigious gut spreading out on the floor. She found this position surprisingly comfortable, as the monarch's figure had grown an agreeable squishiness. The princess considered the remaining food before her; a few more dozens of sausages, their greasy smell teasing her. The thickening goddess was tempted by the delicious fragrance, but was now so stuffed she was feeling vaguely nauseous. Celestia brought a sausage to her muzzle, gobbling whole the fat piece. She swallowed with difficulty, and observing her grotesquely swollen belly, the princess realized the true extent of her excesses. She had a glimpse of the tremendous efforts she would have to exert to compensate the effect of the spell. Yet her recovery had been a success, and it was the only real matter for now; the monarch could protect her kingdom once more.
Twilight Sparkle came close to her mentor, snuggling against her. The goddess' massive paunch was truly a striking sight, and the puzzled unicorn touched prudently the gibbous globe of flesh; her hoof could not push in the blushing skin. Celestia had a benevolent smile.
"I will be fine Twilight."
Twilight Sparkle's gaze fell on the platter before turning to her, questioning.
"Do you want me to..."
Celestia seemed surprised; she hesitated an instant, and finally nodded her assent with a smile. Twilight Sparkle's horn faintly glowed; an oily sausage was brought to the princess' muzzle, she gobbled with a delighted expression. Another instantly rose to replace it, the luscious goddess hastened to devour. Celestia felt of her hoof the broadness of her soft thighs, the fullness of her growing flanks, the tightness of her belly ready to burst. Yet how could she resist the attentions of her protégée? It was nothing but a few dozens; she had already gone so far, it would not make much of a difference...
And so, under Twilight Sparkle's forgiving eye and with her assistance, Princess Celestia's binge finally drew to a close. She would have soon to face consequences of this evening, but for now she would enjoy with her favorite a much-needed sleep.

Author's Note

I expect this text to be almost devoid of mistakes by now, yet my proofreader was not a native english speaker, neither I am. Therefore if you notice things to correct feel free to send me a pm.

Chapter 2: Echo

"Pardon me Your Majesty, I believe Princess Luna is waiting for you in her room."
Celestia eyed the intendant, making an effort to conceal her annoyance.
"Thank you Grey Hooves, I will join her immediately."
The monarch crossed of a brisk step the hallways of Canterlot Castle, relieved to walk without a small battalion at her sides. Now that she had recovered all her strengths, she finally had the liberty to wander without watchful eyes following her every move. Not that the mischievous monarch minded the coveting glances on her lush behind; some of her guards seemed quite appreciative of her new figure. As soon as the kingdom affairs would be sorted out, Celestia was planning a quick detour by the royal confectioner's workshop. The memory of her carnivorous feast was giving the goddess nausea; hopefully for her, sugary treats had always been of great help when it came to get rid of unpleasant thoughts. After a few hours attending to her royal duties, the appeal of sweets was just growing irresistible. Yet she had to find the time to consult the magical archives; regaining a slender stature would be much more convenient with the help of an appropriate spell, as her mind was preoccupied by too many concerns to add to them an inconvenient diet.
As Celestia was finally entering her sister's room, Luna moved her graceful muzzle off her pillow, observing her with curiosity. She greeted her with a reserved smile.
"Dear sister, I am glad to see you back in shape."
Celestia gave a hint of a frown, as soon brushed off. She could have sworn her sister's voice had facetious accents. Luna slowly rose to greet her.
"I can see the remedy to your affliction had a few side effects."
Despite her younger sister's teasing, the Sun Goddess kept her composure.
"It had to be done. I know how it had been wearing for you to assume our respective charges."
The Night Princess brushed her neck against her sister's.
"I should have visited you yesterday..."
Celestia had a comprehensive smile.
"You needed the rest as much as I did."
They paused muzzle against muzzle, horn against horn; Celestia continued.
"If you wish so I could take your charges for a while. I can tell you could use some vacation."
Luna nodded in assent with a relieved smile.

"Twilight? Twiiilight?"
Hearing the young dragon, Twilight Sparkle suspended her reading. One of the archivists' voice interrupted him.
"Quiet! It's a place of study.
— Sorry, sorry..."
Leaning between the shelves, the purple pony waved to her friend. Spike joined her under the severe gaze of the archivist.
"Twilight! Want to join me for lunch?"
The hardworking student took a peek at the clock; she had been so absorbed by her study she did not see the time fly. Twilight Sparkle had a discreet blush as her stomach quietly groaned in agreement; her copious breakfast was no more than a distant memory. The studious unicorn put the agronomic treatise back on its shelf. She would have to remember to say a word to Applejack about it.

"And you tell me this dragon ambassador is from another continent?
— There is a whole country ruled by dragons in the east, they want to buy some of Equestria gems."
A waiter came in, serving the two friends' command. Spike bit delightedly in his gem garnished sandwich. He continued, his mouth full.
"I can't believe they let me have this."
Twilight Sparkle had a short laugh.
"Spike, your mouth!"
She started on her own dish, a salad of dandelion greens seasoned of croutons. Its honeyed vinaigrette was a perfect fit.
"Princess Celestia probably put a word in for you."
Spike lowered his voice, taking on a conspiratorial look.
"About Princess Celestia, did you see her today? She seems..."
Twilight Sparkle rolled her eyes.
"Yes Spike, I know. Don't worry about that."
Changing subject, the young dragon took upon himself to narrate the entirety of his time spent with his kind. Although the topic was enthralling, it did not stop Twilight Sparkle cleaning her plate while listening carefully the words of her friend. Meanwhile Spike had still to finish the first half of his sandwich, busy he was talking about his stay in Canterlot. The unsatiated mare waved to a waiter.
"Excuse me, can I have another plate of this?"
The customers were scarce in the restaurant, and her second order was quickly served. Twilight Sparkle started on her dish with appetite, though she was paying more attention to her loquacious friend than to the tasty salad she was consuming. Her plate emptied, the distracted pony realized Spike had not made much progress through his sandwich; her stomach had a discreet grumble. One thing was for sure, paying attention to the young dragon's incessant conversation was not filling her up. Watching her taking another order, Spike had a startled look; he could not remember seeing the disciplined unicorn eat with such drive. The pony's new course arrived, the young dragon's stupefaction redoubled. The garden salad was looking like a copious serving for two healthy stallions; countless clover sprouts garnished of numerous walnuts, hard-boiled eggs, goat cheese, grated carrots and cucumber slices, the whole liberally seasoned of a creamy dressing. Twilight Sparkle contemplated the hefty vegetable pile with surprise; it was much more than she had expected. Yet despite the two salads she just had, the thought of so much food before her was not the less intimidating. The hungry mare started on her copious course.
"Now than I think about it, there couldn't be a better place than Canterlot to learn more about cuisine."
Observing her, Spike had his eyes wide open.
"Are you gonna eat all of this? It's not like you to have so much."
Twilight Sparkle answered him between two bites, thoughtful.
"You're right, after the breakfast I had this morning I shouldn't be that hungry."
The young dragon seemed perplexed.
"What do you mean?
— I had a lot of pancakes for breakfast.
— A lot?"
The embarrassed mare blushed.
"Two dozen."
Spike had an incredulous expression.
"And you counted them?"
Twilight Sparkle had a self-conscious look.
"And half a dozen wafles."
The flustered unicorn began to speak faster.
"There was this breakfast cart charged with all these delicious things in my room, and I knew I wasn't supposed to eat it all but everything was so good, and once I started I couldn't stop..."
Spike had an appeasing gesture.
"Wow, wow, relax Twilight. You always figure things out, right? And it could be nothing."
Twilight Sparkle had a reassured look; if she had to, she knew where to begin her search.
"You're right Spike, I'll be fine."
The calmed mare observed her plate, perplexed. Grabbing his sandwich, Spike addressed her a shrug. Twilight Sparkle could hear her stomach groaning, barely protruding. She had an approving smile as they both resumed their meal. Cleaning her plate, the sated mare had a contented sigh; after such a feast, her soft belly had grown a noticeable bulge. Spike consulted the desserts menu, undecided before the vast choice of tempting confections. Twilight Sparkle had an interested look.
"Can I see?"
Going through the list of sweets, the curious pony prodded her rounded tummy, hesitant...

The gorged mare had an exhausted sigh as she finally entered her room, lying on her side on her comfortable bed. Twilight Sparkle touched her distended belly with a cautious hoof, listening to its churning sounds. She could not believe she had more food than at the Apple Family reunion, that day she met Applejack for the first time.
As soon as she had finished that filling banana split for dessert, Spike and her had left the restaurant. And if she felt slightly bloated after her copious meal, it was not enough to be a source of concern. But as they parted, Twilight Sparkle could not help thinking of extending her culinary knowledge in the most obvious manner. Rather to get back to the library, the intrigued mare had taken the way to the castle patisserie, resolute to learn more about all these appetizing items she knew the Princess had a fondness for. And the curious pony surely did, as she savored nun's puffs, éclairs, mille-feuilles, lattices and many more fruity or creamy confections. Her interest getting stronger at each mouthful had distracted her of her growing tummy, as it was rounding out to a sizable paunch. It was only once she had a taste of everything that she had retreated to her room, her belly now liberally spreading on her sides.
Something was not right, she had to talk to the Princess. Yet as Twilight Sparkle was patting the large mass of her jutting belly, she could only think of the cooking books lying on the shelves of the castle library...

Princess Celestia was biting her lips as she was rolling her bountiful hips in the hallways of the castle, her majestic behind drawing all eyes on her passage; she was simply dying for sweets. The few days succeeding her recovery had been punctuated of incessant snacking pauses, and not even the necessities of her function could stop her from nibbling constantly. Consequently the greedy goddess had not lost any weight, only growing fuller by the day. Her thighs had gained a luscious plumpness, and her juicy plot was more and more evocative of two pillowy globes. Her soft belly was rounding out, her sides sensibly bulging at all times; even her graceful neck had slightly thickened. Yet in her sister's absence, the monarch had too many responsibilities to take the time to consider such issue. Occupied by the kingdom affairs, Celestia had neglected for a few days to enquire about her protégée. It was hearing Spike's concerns that she had finally decided to visit her. Arrived at her guest's door, the Princess raised her voice.
"Twilight, are you here?"
A cheerful voice answered her.
"Princess Celestia! Please come in."
Celestia entered the room, and the first thing appearing before her eyes was a large and tantalizing red berries cake. Her mouth watered scrutinizing the creamy confection; raspberries on the top layer, strawberries on the middle and cherries on the bottom... a summer masterpiece. Twilight Sparkle's cheerful voice pulled her out of her contemplation.
"Princess, I haven't seen you for days!"
Celestia turned to her, observing the young dragon's source of preoccupation. Her favorite was lying on the floor, an open baking book at her side; she was surrounded by plates where only crumbs remained. The purple pony was eating the last slice of a rich mocha cake; her portion engulfed, she stood up with a visible effort. It became apparent the studious mare had not only devoured books recently; her rounding tummy was obvious to the eye. As they snuggled against each other, the Sun Goddess had a charmed look for the young unicorn. Twilight Sparkle had grown a comfortable cushion over her whole body, turning her to a quite chubby mare; even more conspicuous were the progresses of the pony's squishy paunch. Celestia mischievously poked of the hoof Twilight Sparkle's generous bulge.
"It seems you have grown quite an appetite yourself, Twilight."
The plump unicorn had a sigh.
"I wanted to tell you Princess, but since a few days I just can't stop myself... and the castle cooks keep bringing me food, whatever I ask them."
Celestia had an amused smile.
"It is their duty to serve our guests."
Twilight Sparkle had a concerned look.
"It has to be the spell, right?"
Her mentor nodded her assent; Celestia's eyes wandered on the tempting red berries cake.
"This... this seems delicious..."
The purple pony followed her gaze, hesitant to speak. She did not have to, as the door of the room opened.

The Sun Goddess was nibbling the last serving of the red berries confection, observing the full plates newly arranged around her favorite and her. Twilight Sparkle had ordered so many of them to end her day of self-indulgence...
As inexplicable as it seemed, the student was probably even more affected by the spell than her mentor. Hopefully, it seemed the charm protected her of the physical harm such excesses should usually lead to. As soon as the dishes had been served, Twilight Sparkle had resumed her banquet, eating conscientiously slices after slices of a dense lemon cream cake. The plate emptied, she had started on a peach garnished confection. Lying on the floor, Celestia observed her, fascinated by the chubby mare's appetite. The Princess knew she had to inquire about the issue, yet the occasion was irresistible. She prodded of the hoof her own soft belly, tempted by more after the red berries delicacy.
"Twilight, you wouldn't mind if..."
Twilight Sparkle articulated her answer between two mouthfuls.
"Of course Princess."
Making use of her powers, she offered a large slice to her mentor; they ate together, exchanging a knowing look. Her serving consumed, Celestia had a suggestive smile.
"Twilight, you don't have to show such restraint with me.
— What do you mean Princess?"
The Sun Goddess' hoof touched the pony's bulging paunch.
"I can hear it."
Twilight Sparkle seemed embarrassed; Celestia continued.
"I can feel you are distracted Twilight, as I am now. If we let that craving drive us, we won't be able to find a solution to this problem."
The perplexed mare sounded hesitant.
"Do you think we could get rid of it?
— I know we could quench it, at least for some time."
Twilight Sparkle had a worried look.
"You mean... like you did the other day? Princess Celestia, I don't know if I can!"
Brushing the pony's pudgy belly, Celestia had a comforting smile.
"You don't have to worry Twilight, I have no doubt we won't have to resort to such extremes."
The sensitive unicorn blushed under the Princess' touch.
"If you think we should."
The pleased monarch looked over the piles of food amassed around them; she whispered mischievously to her favorite's ear.
"But I doubt that will be enough for both of us..."

Pressed by her mentor's flattering words, little by little Twilight Sparkle was putting aside her inhibitions. Hesitant at first, she had consumed the rests of the peach garnished cake at quite a slow pace. Yet the Princess' encouragements were bearing fruits as she was pushing more dishes toward her; each vanilla cake slice had filled the compliant pony's whole plate. When the hungry unicorn started on the fruit bavarois, she directly ate in the serving platter, following the example of her gluttonous mentor. Before long, the empty dishes were cleared of the rooms as the Celestia's order was brought to them. Once again, the two greedy accomplices were surrounded by an ocean of sugary food. Finishing the bavarois, Twilight Sparkle rested her hoof over her enlarged paunch with a satisfied smile. She couldn't believe how good it felt to let herself go. Pushing a panna cotta toward her, the Princess had a gentle laugh.
"Twilight, I knew you would be more than capable to overcome that ordeal."
The tantalized unicorn blushed, looking with envy at the creamy dessert.
"Princess, I don't know for how long I can go..."
Celestia had an encouraging smile. The goddess herself had took her fair share of sweets, and her jutting belly was curiously appealing; it seemed like an invitation to self-indulgence.
"Twilight, I know you will more than meet my expectations."
Agreeing to these words, the bloated mare cautiously stood up, revealing her bulging tummy; for most ponies it would have grown large enough to be of great discomfort. Hopefully, with the help of her magic to support her weighty paunch, the overindulging unicorn was not suffering any major inconvenience. Twilight Sparkle raised in the air the panna cotta platter, landing it on a coffee table. She started eating the caramel confection; as expected, such position was much more convenient to her feast. Soon many more sweets came to the zealous mare, brought to her by Celestia's magic. Twilight Sparkle started polishing off platter after platter of rich desserts with the same jubilation. She was enjoying any texture or flavor, glutting herself with the same enthusiasm on crunchy chocolate, fruity mousse or creamy caramel. The chubby unicorn's belly was quickly expanding, accommodating the constant flow of sugary food. The pony's small frame compared to the Princess' tall stature was only making her fattening more obvious.
While Twilight Sparkle was eating constantly, carried away as much by her irresistible appetite than her mentor's support, Celestia had not forgot to treat herself with some delicacies of her own. The Princess had relished in a banana flavored cake, taking great enjoyment in gobbling boldly the whole fruits garnishing it. The exercise had tickled her for more, and devouring the cake itself had been a formality. Then the gluttonous goddess had set her mind on a large bowl of floating island; she had first consumed the light meringue, before gulping greedily on the copious amount of crème anglaise.
Celestia was feeling pleasantly heavy now, her rounding paunch displaying luscious curves. An instant she observed her favorite; plates were flying around Twilight Sparkle as the young mare was cramming herself with food. The pony's soft tummy seemed to grow wider before the Princess' very eyes.
This spectacle whetted Celestia's appetite, and for her next service the titillated goddess opted for an outrageous choice. The strawberry cheesecake was a sugary mountain, intended to sit in a reception; looking at the titanic piece, the Princess laughed inwardly of her own intemperance. At first she gorged compulsively on the cake, plastering with fruits and cream her gracious muzzle. Yet before long Celestia felt the fullness of her stomach, weighty of all the rich food she had already consumed; to her surprise, her appetite was already fading away. But something else had succeeded; the voracious goddess carried on her excesses, a light blush coloring her cheeks. She slowed down, struggling to eat even more. Celestia had absorbed eyes, reveling in each mouthful of sugary cream sliding down her throat; what she felt, it was nothing like the effect of the spell. Halfway through the monstruous piece, the binging goddess started feeling slightly nauseated, her inflated paunch becoming too strained to support her. The Princess dropped on her side, and as her royal hoof judged the tautness of her belly, she had a contented sigh. The empty plates were piling up around Twilight Sparkle, and Celestia noticed her favorite was already getting thicker. Could it be an effect of the spell? The pony's growing tummy was pressing against her legs, forcing her in a perilous position; it was doubtful the gorging mare could remain standing much longer.
Twilight Sparkle paused an instant, still savoring the heady flavor of the chocolate parfait she had just polished off. The original confections never-ending succession was intoxicating, and the captivated mare had engulfed with the same passion all the sweet dishes within her reach. The table was cluttered with empty plates, as so many evidences of her unrestrained binge. Getting ready to clear the table, the insatiable pony realized she was getting too weary to remain standing. Looking at herself, the changes occuring in her left Twilight Sparkle dumbfounded. It was no surprise she was so tired, supporting with her magic her absurdly bloated paunch. Three times as large as her back, her massive gut was down to her knees, feeling like a voluminous boulder hanging between her legs. Yet it was not the only change, as the chubby unicorn was already growing a fuller figure. She walked away of the table of a laborious step, lying on her back near the Princess. The ravenous mare perplexingly poked of the hoof her monumental belly, its skin still flexible to the touch. She observed the gluttonous goddess struggling to finish the scraps of cheesecake scattered on a reception platter.
Watching her favorite indulge in sweets with such fervor, the greedy Princess had long thought of that irresistible sensation possessing her. Her appetite had faded away, yet Celestia's desire to glut was urging her for more. Despite her stomach protests, the plumped goddess had resumed her feast, decided to consume the entirety of the gargantuan cheesecake. Forcing the rich food in her, the Princess was growing ecstatic. Her love handles were disappearing with the progresses of her belly curves, each mouthful stretching further the limits of her prodigious gut. Celestia seemed completely absorbed by her task, a lustful glint in her languishing eyes. Her immaculate paunch was growing distended enough to adopt the shape of a sizeable cask. The Princess finally swallowed the cake last morsels; her oversized paunch slightly rose as she stifled a hiccup of a graceful hoof. Rosy-cheeked, the ravished goddess had laughing eyes and a fulfilled smile. Celestia gauged her spectacular gut of an appreciative hoof; even without the influence of the enchantment, she had gorged to the point she was positively enormous. The gluttonous Princess was falling in love with that overwhelming feeling of fullness, yet for now she was incapable to eat another bit. She was not sensing the mark of the spell on her; meanwhile, its aura had only grown stronger on the young unicorn. The observant monarch noticed her favorite had proved herself in no way unworthy; Twilight Sparkle was resting her hooves over her colossal belly, its roundness evocative of a monstruous berry. To Celestia's delight, The purple pony's chubbiness was now turning ostentatious. There was no doubt in the goddess' mind the spell had its part in these accelerated changes. The overfed mare turned to her with a drowsy expression.
"Did it work Princess?"
Celestia had a considerate smile.
"I feel perfectly fine. What about you Twilight?"
Judging of the hoof her profuse tummy, Twilight Sparkle glanced at the plates all around her; quite a few treats were remaining untouched.
"It's getting better... but I think I could use some more."
Raising a dense black forest cake in the air, the playful goddess had a mischievous look.
"Twilight, I would be pleased to help."
Twilight Sparkle seemed apprehensive.
"I don't know Princess..."
Celestia snuggled against her favorite, their massive bellies touching. Feeling the squishiness of Twilight Sparkle's body, the flirtatious goddess stifled a gasp. Brushing of a considerate hoof the pony's enlarged paunch, the Princess brought to her the luscious cake, whispering to her ear.
"Twilight, we have to make sure you're thinking clearly..."
Pressed against her seductive mentor, the embarrassed unicorn blushed. She leaned on the black forest cake, cautiously tasting the rich dessert. Twilight Sparkle licked her lips, savoring the mix of cherries and dark chocolate. It was delicious, and how could she refuse anything to the Princess? The gluttonous pony slowly porked on the delicacy, the taste of liquor making her slightly light-headed. She was eager to eat all that food, spoiling her tummy like she never had before. The heavenly confection finally devoured, the complying mare let out a gratified sigh. Celestia wiped of her hoof the cream covering the pony's muzzle, tasting it with an impish look. The Princess petted with delectation Twilight Sparkle's billowy belly; the little unicorn was getting so pudgy...
The stuffed monarch could not indulge any more for now, yet she was willing to share; Celestia offered another platter to her protégée. Twilight Sparkle's appetite was nothing more than a distant feeling now, but she was still enjoying the food. And the Princess was so nice to her...
"Princess, I don't think I should."
Celestia had a caring smile.
"There isn't much left."
There was a mango charlotte and a lemon sponge cake, a chocolate torte and a pineapple butter cake... and that perfumed apricot pie Celestia was offering to her. Twilight Sparkle closed her eyes, smelling the tempting treat. A slice came to her muzzle, brought by her mentor's magic. A piece of caramelized apricot made her way through her lips; she gobbled the succulent fruit, her mouth salivating in anticipation. The plumped mare quickly grabbed the pie, pigging out on the enticing dessert. The platter cleaned out, she rested a hoof over her mountainous belly. The pudgy pony had a blissful expression; the sweet dish was barely weighing down on her swollen stomach. Twilight Sparkle suddenly noticed even her forelegs had grown soft and chubby. Celestia pressed her barrel-shaped gut against the pony's doughy paunch, her taut skin rubbing against her favorite's flab. Looking at Twilight Sparkle's eyes, she had an exultant smile. These eyes were all too familiar; the subjugated unicorn could not rest before she had put away any food in her sight.
The mischievous goddess put the mango charlotte within reach of the feasting pony, observing her crane her neck to take on the sweet dessert. The purple mare was heartily munching on the fruity confection, her puffy cheeks and her bangs moving at the rhythm of her mastication. So plump, and so cute...
The delicacy vanished in her gorged stomach, Twilight Sparkle caught her breath, her fat belly raising as a blown-up ballon. The Princess pushed the pineapple butter cake toward her favorite, observing her affectionately. Twilight Sparkle moved on her new course, relishing in her immoderate banquet. The all time rational unicorn was so excited to give in to her newly found sweet tooth. Despite its fruit filling, the butter cake was a rich and dense piece; the persistent mare took her time to cram the oily food in her stretched stomach, struggling against her sleepiness. The last crumbs wolfed down, the weary pony patted lazily her oversized belly. Twilight Sparkle had a blissful smile, won over by the taste of sweets. Yet she was so tired...
Celestia raised to her favorite's muzzle a slice of lemon sponge cake; the pampered unicorn submitted to her, taking a bit of the unctuous dessert. It was a pleasant taste, and Twilight Sparkle promptly gobbled the rest of her portion, pushing further the limits of her growing stomach. The gorging pony was blimping out, yet she did not want to decline any of her mentor's attentions. The caring goddess brought to her another slice, the insatiable unicorn chomping cheerfully on the lemon confection. The Princess had an amused smile; the purple mare was quickly turning into a roly-poly.
Celestia lightly patted her own enlarged paunch; despite its size, its ivory skin seemed to have regained a semblance of suppleness. Perhaps she had started assimilating her gargantuan meal, or it could be she was already growing accustomed to such excesses; in any case regaling her favorite had itched her for more sweets. The gormandizing goddess indulged herself with her share of sponge cake, slowly savoring a generous slice as she was feeding Twilight Sparkle the remains. The glutted Princess had to take her time to not get sick, but the sugary delicacy was worth the effort, as well as the unforgettable heaviness building in her distended gut. Only the chocolate torte was left, Celestia eying lustfully the glazed confection. She discreetly licked her lips in anticipation, thinking of the thick chocolate titillating her taste buds, each mouthful sliding down her throat to fill further her protuberant belly. Yet the effects of the spell vanished, the Sun Goddess could not ignore her responsabilities. As much as the Princess wanted to push her limits, her sister was not present to raise the Sun in her place; Celestia had to put a stop to her dissipated episode. She had a regretful sigh; yet judging her prodigious girth, the sated monarch had a pleased smile. She was imposing, her new figure matching her outstanding height.
Twilight Sparkle would have been dozing if not for that appetizing chocolate cake taunting her; she observed her mentor, afraid the tasty torte would escape her.
Celestia was rounding out, her growing curves contrasting with her traditional thinness; even more so on her voluptuous thighs and her august rump. But it could be only a prelude, judging the astounding size of the Princess' bloated gut. Yet considering their respective frame, Celestia's belly was not much in comparison of her own... and the goddess' appetite for sweets was not to be underestimated.
The pony's capricious stomach groaned, reclaiming its share. Amused, Celestia gently rubbed the purple mare's colossal gut.
"That's quite a tummy you have there Twilight, don't you think you pushed yourself hard enough?"
Twilight Sparkle had a disapproving look.
"Princess, I'm fine."
The mischievous goddess shook her head.
"I can't let your dedication put you at risk."
Celestia brought a slice of chocolate torte to her lips, taking a bit of the tantalizing confection. She had a disappointed sigh.
"I don't think I can finish this myself."
Twilight Sparkle had an impatient look; a chubby foreleg rested on the Princess' flanks.
"Princess, I know I can."
The Sun Goddess had a gentle smile, and the cake slice came close to the unicorn's lips. The porky mare opened wide her muzzle, quivering of excitement. Celestia pushed the whole slice in the pony offered mouth, devoured with jubilation by her protégée. Twilight Sparkle's tremendous belly gurgled of satisfaction, and the Princess affectionately fondled her favorite's massive gut. Two more slices made their way in the young mare's bloated stomach before her breathing became laborious; the oppressed unicorn had to lie on her side, freeing herself of her own crushing weight. Her fantastic belly crashed on the floor, her lardy paunch rippling as she was catching her breath. Noticing her mentor's worried expression, Twilight Sparkle had a reassuring smile.
"It's... nothing... Princess..."
The insatiable mare moved the torte closer to her, sinking her teeth in the dense chocolate. She gorged on the rich confection under Celestia's attentive eye, covering her muzzle with chocolate. Watching her, the perplexed goddess could not help thinking of an expecting sow feeding herself in her trough. Yet the Princess admitted her own excesses were rarely without their part of messiness.
The chocolate delicacy vanished in her bursting stomach, Twilight Sparkle had a contented sigh. The purple mare felt her own squishiness of a prudent hoof, intrigued. Her whole body was quickly swelling; her thighs and rump were growing soft and large, enough to support her new ample frame. The gaining pony was too stuffed to move, immobilized as a beached whale, yet her situation was unexpectedly satisfying. To her surprise, her own fat was making for a quite comfortable mattress. Celestia gently teased of the hoof her favorite's protruding gut.
"It seems you have quite enjoyed yourself after all."
Holding her gigantic belly, Twilight Sparkle licked of her lips the last remains of chocolate. The embarrassed pony had a self conscious smile.
"Princess, I think I ate more than you did."
Lightly poking at her own prominent paunch, Celestia had a gracious laugh.
"Yet I had enough Twilight."
And it was true the goddess herself was rounding out, her plumping curves giving her an affable charm. Reassured, Twilight Sparkle had a dreamy expression.
"Even after I ate so much, I still enjoyed every bite."
As she said that, the purple pony's belly grumbled softly. With an amused smile, Celestia brushed her bulging side against the young mare's overfed gut.
"Should I get you something else now?"
The bloated unicorn had an astounded look.
"Princess, I can't keep eating like that. We have to find a cure!"
Celestia had a thoughtful look.
"I wish I knew how the spell passed on you, a contagion could have disastrous consequences."
Twilight Sparkle prodded of the hoof her inflated paunch. A thick roll of fat was forming on her swollen gut; she had a flustered sigh.
"Spike is gonna be so worried. And if my friends could see me like this..."
The Princess kindly patted her favorite's growing belly.
"We have to make the best of it Twilight; didn't we have a pleasant time?"
The fattened mare was hesitant.
"Of course Princess, I just wish I wasn't getting that big!"
The fleshy goddess had an elusive smile.
"I am certain we will fix that in due time."

Chapter 3: Velvet

Twilight Sparkle stretched her legs and stifled a yawn, waking up of a restful night of sleep. She suddenly froze, confounded by the purple hill before her eyes. The young mare poked of the hoof the squishy mount, incredulous. Her ponderous belly bounced back, sticking out as a ripe fruit. The memories of her feast resurfacing, the perplexed unicorn had a resigned sigh.
"Now I know how it feels to be a tubby."
The recollection of all the delicious sweets she had got a smile out of her. The paunchy pony weighed up her bulky tummy. She fondled her doughy paunch, surprised. It was so soft...
"Oh well, it's not as bad as I thought."
The sun was already high in the sky and Princess Celestia was nowhere in sight, probably attending to the kingdom affairs. There was no vestige of their past feast in the room. Twilight Sparkle stood up cautiously, mildly inconvenienced by her new girth. As heavy as she was, using her magic was out of question; the worse thing to do now would be to skip the exercise. The plump mare walked to the door, trying to ignore her chubby thighs rubbing against her prominent belly. Her empty stomach groaned; a breakfast seemed in order before starting her researches.

Laying comfortably on the carpeted floor, Twilight Sparkle was absorbed in the reading of a dusty occult book. She brought the last of a long series of lettuce club sandwiches to her mouth, munching distractedly on the bread generously spread with mayonnaise. Since a few of days, her attention was lost as soon as food was out of her reach.
The studious unicorn was not feeling like she was making much progress in her search, but at least she was learning quite a bit about rare spells. Celestia took a peek over her pupil's shoulder.
"Twilight, you will be glad to learn Spike has arrived at Fluttershy's home. There is no doubt he will submerge you with messages before long."
The purple pony had a sullen look. Recently she had plumped out to the point she was turning into a walking cask.
"Hopefully he won't see me turn to a blimp."
Celestia snuggled against her favorite.
"You shall be under the examination of an authority in ancient magics as soon as he arrives in Canterlot. It should not take more than a few days."
Twilight Sparkle turned to her; Celestia had a comforting smile.
"I have all confidence in this pony's competences, he will find the answers we need."

The Princess entered the tea parlor, the walls draped in lavish velvet hangings garnet red, a multitude of colored cushions covering the floor. It was a cozy place, the smell of hot beverages filling the room, soothing classical music coming from an ancient phonograph. An old-fashioned unicorn stationed behind the ice cream counter leaned toward her with a polite smile. A tag was displaying a name in bold letters, Charleston.
"Greetings Your Majesty, I'm open at your request."
Celestia thought she would have enjoyed spend some time with her favorite in such an inviting place; unfortunately the kingdom attendance had recently requested all of her attention.
Charleston wiped a coffee table with a dust-cloth.
"Please take place. Can I offer you a hot chocolate?"
The Princess acquiesced and took place on the comfortable cushions. She was affably plump, her soft belly slightly spreading against the fabric. Her captivating thighs and superb behind were an unforgettable view, the pale skin of her padded curves glowing of an healthy tone. Surprisingly enough, her pleasant figure had barely blossomed over the past week. The memories of a recent morning was stopping her from satisfying her appetites.
Charleston served her a steaming mug of cocoa, a deep aroma rising from the dark liquid. She took a sip of the creamy beverage, a foam mustache adorning her elegant muzzle. She wiped her lips with a napkin, an amused expression on her face. The goddess slowly drank the palatable liquid; a pleasant warm grew in her stomach. Charleston had a polite smile.
"To what do I owe Her Majesty's presence, could it be about the young Twilight Sparkle? She talked highly of you in frequent occasions, though she did not visit my modest shop today.
— I'm afraid she won't be able to do so for some time, though she had much good to say about this place. Enough to raise my curiosity."
Celestia stood to get closer to the counter, examining the different ice-cream flavors. There was all sorts of textures and colors, disposed in metal compartments of a gallon. Most of them were barely started on; the rainy weather and Twilight Sparkle's absence were probably equally responsible. The ice-cream maker had a regretful expression.
"With such weather, all this fresh ice-cream will surely go to waste."
Celestia had an interested look. Artisanal ice-cream was quite a tasty treat; if her protégée had chosen this place to indulge her recently acquired supernatural appetites, it was most certainly food of choice. Stirred up by the hot cocoa, the Princess' plump stomach was begging for a taste of the creamy desserts. She had a gentle smile.
"Would you mind serving me some ice-cream?
— Of course not Your Majesty, what will be your order?"
Celestia lay on cushions her pleasant curves. Letting Twilight Sparkle indulge in such manner had been an unwise choice, but the goddess could not resist the temptation to observe her young apprentice swell day after day as she let herself go. To think this place had partaken in such occurence was mildly rousing the celestial equine.
"A Dame Blanche, if you please."
The curious goddess had an inspired look.
"Could you serve me like you served the young Twilight Sparkle?
— If you desire so, Your Majesty."
Charleston presented her two dozens scoops of vanilla ice-cream in a massive bowl, covered in warm chocolate sauce and Chantilly cream sprinkled of flaked almonds. Even knowing the spell affecting her protégée, Celestia was not expecting such abundance. She dug her spoon in the sweet dessert, tasting the thick chocolate, light Chantilly and heady vanilla. It was the perfect comfort food, rich, sweet and easy on the stomach. The Princess slowly savored the frozen treat, surprised of how light it was. She gently prodded her soft belly of a graceful hoof, the smooth skin flexible to the touch. Charleston had a polite smile.
"Will that be all Your Majesty?"
The spoon still in her mouth, Celestia seemed pensive. Having a naughty thought, she had an imperceptible blush.
"I will have a peach melba now."
The diligent pony prepared her another dessert in the oversized bowl. Observing Charleston empty the rest of the vanilla batch, Celestia had a nervous shiver. Since her recent cake binge, the sensible monarch had resisted the urge to repeat the experience; it was far too incommodious to assume her functions after such indulgence. Yet the idea was constantly occupying her thoughts.
The massive bowl was served to her, filled of vanilla ice-cream covered with sliced peaches and raspberry coulis. The Princess consumed the mellow dessert with hesitation, biting shyly in the fruit slices. Slowly spoonful after spoonful of ice-cream and coulis ended in her stomach, nurturing her irrepressible fondness for sweets. The milky dessert trickling down her throat, she had a perplexing thought; if the ice-cream maker had been numerous times witness of Twilight Sparkle gluttonous episodes, little he would be impressed by her own appetite.
With sparkling eyes, the luscious goddess showily licked the spoon of her nimble tongue. Charleston had a surprised look; despite Celestia's enticing curves, the distinguised unicorn was not expecting the Princess to devour a whole gallon of ice cream under his very eyes. Celestia only hesitated an instant.
"I'll have a triple chocolate ice-cream please, with coconut and chocolate sauce."
The bowl clunked on the coffee table once again. Charleston could not raise his eyes of the curvaceous goddess digging in the moutain of ice cream coated in chocolate sauce. He could barely follow the movements of her spoon. If Twilight Sparkle had displayed an insatiable appetite, the Princess was something else entirely; never before he had seen food enjoyed with such passion. Celestia's eyes had a sensual gleam as she was absorbed in consuming the rich dessert. Observing the unrestrained goddess gratifies herself with such liberality, the recent development of her seducing curves were making perfect sense.
The spoon tingled as Celestia let out a satisfied sigh. She grazzed her softened belly, her spoiled stomach having a pleased growl. The bowl floated to the ice-cream counter, on Charleston's will this time. The ice-cream maker had a polite smile.
"I'm guessing Her Majesty will have another order?"
Celestia had a pensive look. She had indulged too much already, itching her yearning paunch for an evening of dissipation; quitting now would fill her night with frustrated dreams. The pleasure-seeking goddess would rather deal with the morning consequences of her excesses. The massive bowl landed on the counter, and the Princess had for the ice-cream maker a languishing smile.
"Would you please serve me some butter pecan ice-cream?"
Her diligent subject had a knowing smile. Another mountain of ice-cream liberally covered in thick caramel sauce landed at the Princess' hooves. The shapely goddess dipped her lips in the creamy sweet, her impatient belly moaning in anticipation. Engulfing the sugary mountain, Celestia could not believe she was letting herself go in such manner in front of one of her loyal subjects. Not that Charleston seemed to mind the spectacle of her gluttonous penchants; his appreciative gaze was comforting the Princess' appetites.
Foreseeing Celestia's desires, the ice-cream maker served her a towering banana split as soon as she cleaned her order. Whole fruits were garnishing the bowl, circling a pyramid of ice-cream scoops. A single chocolate scoop was toping the confection, resting on strawberry ice-cream; vanilla scoops were the base of the appetizing piece of work, a lake of warm chocolate drowning its fundations. Such classic was always stirring up the Princess' enthusiasm, and she gobbled the fruits drowned in chocolate sauce one after another. The practiced goddess was swallowing them without even chewing, the whole pieces sliding down her throat under the impressed gaze of Charleston. Celestia licked her lips with a delighted expression.
"I apologize for that disgraceful spectacle. I have a particular fondness for sweets, and yours are just too good to resist."
Charleston had an humble expression.
"I'm honored Your Majesty has such appreciation for my products. You can certainly be assured of my discretion."
Celestia's belly had an impatient growl; the goddess had a mildly embarrassed look. The ice-cream maker had a complaisant smile.
"Please Your Majesty, don't mind my presence. I'm here to serve you."
The Princess gladly consented, resuming her unexpected feast. The roused goddess could feel her belly swell as she was gorging on the creamy dessert. The last drops of chocolate sauce dripped on her gluttonous tongue, and preceding her desires another bowl was served to her. Nougatine ice-cream, custard and sliced almonds were next on the menu of her compliant stomach. As Celestia cleaned another dessert, she noticed her paunch bulging under her, spreading against the cushions. Gently lying on her side, the Princess touched of a graceful hoof the tightening skin of her growing gut. She had a pleased sigh; that sloshing in her belly was so much easier on her than her usual fullness...
Charleston offered her a passion fruit sorbet; the goddess engulfed it without even considering her spoon, dipping her muzzle in sugary syrup. Eyes half-closed and with a blissful smile, she observed the ice-cream maker approach with another exuberant dessert. If the dedicated pony seemed determined to bring her food until she was turning immobile, Celestia was willing to do her best to oblige. She pounced on the oversized bowl, gulping greedily the macadamia nut ice-cream. The dessert engulfed, the goddess licked her creamy muzzle with an air of deep satisfaction. Her devoted subject brought her a mountain of coconut ice-cream, she promptly hastened to devour. Charleston was staring at the Princess' pale belly, swollen as if she was ready to foal, her stretched skin retaining its perfect glow. As the intrigued pony was lost in his contemplation, she addressed him a gentle but insistant look. Celestia's bowl was empty again, and the goddess seemed insatiable. For a long moment the ice-cream maker treated her of many more succulent flavours; apricot, caramel and white chocolate; blackberry, raspberry and hazelnut; butterscotch and maple syrup...
The Princess was gorging blissfully, stupefied to be able to eat so much without being sick. Her muzzle constantly drowned in ice cream, her belly crammed with delicious food, Celestia felt like a sow feeding at the trough. She raised her dipped muzzle of a cleaned bowl once again, impatient for more. Charleston had an embarrassed look.
"I apologize Your Majesty, but the counter is empty. Should I get more from the reserve?"
Suddenly the goddess came to the realization of her fantastic excesses, her enlarged paunch stretched in a formidable cask. Standing up with precaution, Celestia had a conscious look.
"I thank you, that will be enough."
The Princess' sides bulging outrageously, her magic would not be superfluous to fly to her apartments. As she prepared to leave the room, each move was an effort for the glutted goddess, her gargantuan paunch pulling her towards the floor. Her dedicated subject had a polite reverence.
"I hope Her Majesty enjoyed her stay."
The Princess had a light smile.
"I certainly did, be assured you will be compensated for your efforts."
Charleston could not help but have an admirative look for the goddess' perfect skin and shimmering mane. Even Celestia's curves seemed even more enticing than usual, her pale belly crammed with the pony's finest recipes. She gave him a node and left the tea parlour at a slow pace, her swaying walk marked by the rocking of her bloated stomach. The Princess landed on her balcony with only one desire, to sleep off all the food she had so imprudently gorged on. The goddess lay on her bed with a tired sigh, judging her swollen paunch of an appreciative hoof. She fell asleep with a blissful smile, too content to regret on her night of excesses.

Celestia plodded to the curious machinery with a keen smile. Indulging ice-cream every night for the past week had weighed on the goddess' figure, her soft curves broadened by her reoccuring glutting. The most noticeable change was the considerable rounding of her immaculate paunch, the perfect skin of her jutting belly captivating the eye. Right now the Princess could have passed for quite full on an empty stomach. Yet the breadth of her firm and massive rump was no less impressive.
"So this is the ingenious contraption... how does it work?"
Charleston levitated one of the machine transparent hoses, pulling lightly the corresponding lever. A creamy liquid flowed, filling a tall glass with pink ice-cream.
"A strawberry milkshake for Your Majesty."
The ice-cream maker pointed out the two other levers.
"Vanilla and chocolate. Classical flavors are the most popular in my shop but I could change them at your desire."
Celestia sipped through the straw with a satisfied look.
"This will do perfectly. You don't mind checking on it every day then?"
— Of course not your Majesty, this is a pleasure to serve you and the compensation is more than generous.
— Thanks again Charleston, you can retire now. Have a good evening."
The mannered pony leaned with a courteous smile.
"I wish the same to Your Majesty."
The goddess savored without haste her strawberry milkshake, observing the buzzing machinery with interest. Surely this would be a great addition to her lounge.
Celestia left her glass on the counter and laid on a pile of cosy cushions near the curious contraption. Her plump body comfortably installed on the soft fabric, she levitated one of the hose close to her with a malicious smile and inspected it.
"This seemed simple enough to use."
The intrigued Princess brought the hose to her muzzle and pulled lightly with her powers the corresponding lever. A thick liquid slowly ran through the transparent plastic, trickling between Celestia's lips. The rich dessert was as creamy and delicious than the strawberry frozen drink she just had, and the goddess found herself sucking on the hose, greedy for more. She pulled a little stronger the lever, and a steady flow filled her cheeks with vanilla ice cream. The Princess closed her eyes and swallowed large mouthfuls of milkshake, titillated by the increasing amount of dessert weighting on her greedy stomach. While gorging on the creamy liquid, the goddess brushed the delicate skin of her large belly, judging of the hoof the progress of her paunch. She was nicely filling out, but was nowhere near what she had been accustomed to the past few days.
After long minutes, when the flow finally dried up, Celestia let out a satisfied sigh and gazed at her enlarged girth. Her belly was not full yet ; still soft and padded by a copious amount of fat, a few light folds breaking her rotundness. Yet its shape was once again turning reminiscent of a large cask. The Princess had a pleased smile and brought the strawberry hose to her impatient lips, sucking on it with renewed vigor as she was pulling strongly the lever. An impetuous gush of pink ice cream flowed down the lusting goddess' throat, she gobbled in ecstasy. Celestia's belly folds promptly disappeared as her stomach was growing to ampler proportions. When the strawberry flow dried up, the plumping goddess contemplated the bulging mass of her vast paunch with delight. She caressed her middle with renewed pleasure, amazed to notice her skin was still supple under her touch.
"Did I eat so much these past few days that I can indulge to that extent and still not be indisposed?"
The princess tried to stand up, but her bloated belly was too weighty to move without the use of her magic. She was ready to resort to such help when a thought stopped her in her tracks.
"I don't have to leave yet, I could take a digestive nap."
Celestia's longing for ice cream awakened again as she was eyeing the third hose. She licked her lips, a sparkling desire in her eyes.
"I'm not full though, no reason to pass on a little extra."
The intemperate goddess levitated the last hose over her open muzzle and pulled the lever, letting a slow flow of chocolate frozen goodness bath her tongue and pour down her throat. Her growing stomach gurgled under the massive load it was sustaining, and before long the perfect skin of her massive paunch was tight enough to fill her with delicious tingling. The unrestrained Princess ignored the sensation, resolute to gorge on enough ice cream to push back her limits. Celestia could not help but ask herself how much food she would be able to indulge daily after a few weeks of such a decadent diet. She enjoyed any single drop of the thick milkshake with languid eyes as her belly slowly became rounder and rounder, to the point the bloated goddess could not assume any other position than laying on her side. When the chocolate source finally dried up, the Princess' paunch had swollen to such proportions it had turned to a massive globe-shaped mount of pale flesh, marked by a light pink hue. With a blissful smile, Celestia petted her enormous gut of a caring hoof. A food coma promptly seized her, and before the Princess fell asleep on the cozy cuhions of her lounge, she wondered how long it would take before two of these curious machines would be required to satisfy her nocturnal cravings.

"Your Majesty, Silver Stars has requested an audience."
Celestia turned to the royal guard, her shimmering mane eclipsing her eyes. She was taken by surprise biting in a huge pink eclair. Ever since the monarch had relocated her more trivial attendances to a cozy parlor of the castle, the visits of her new pastry chef had become a reoccuring occurence. She promptly swallowed the treat, addressing the guard an affable look.
"Please introduce him."
Despite his stoical expression, the royal guard could not help but consider the Princess' ample curves. Even for a goddess, the changes she had experienced in only a few weeks were spectacular; her svelte silhouette had turned to a much softer constitution. She had chubby cheeks now, and her plump belly was constantly displaying an ample bulge; the imposing suns adorning her bountiful rump were simply mesmerizing.
Silver Stars had confirmed Celestia's suspicions, there was no remaining trace of the mysterious affliction on her. That was not by any mean stopping the hedonist monarch from cajoling her commanding stomach on any occasion. The Princess always had a weak spot for sweets, and with the help of her powers, little consequences were coming from her newly assumed intemperance. Unfortunately Twilight Sparkle was still under the influence of the spell, and as pleasurable as the situation had been for both of them at first, it had quickly passed the limits of reason. Hopefully her protégée was under close examination now.
As the guard returned to his post Celestia gobbled another large eclair, her hefty thighs quivering of contentment. Despite her copious breakfast, the Princess was not regretting to have brought forward the time of her first snack of the day; on an empty stomach after a good night of sleep, her first meal was never contenting her for long.
Entering the room, a sturdy middle-aged unicorn saluted forthrightly the Sun Goddess, his jet-black mane dusty and dishevelled. The scholar disregard for etiquette was matched only by his knowledge of exotic magics and curious phenomenons. Turning to him, Celestia took a pause in her degustation.
"Silver Stars, I heard you made progresses in your search?
— I have answers Your Majesty, I will reveal as soon as we join the patient.
— Excellent, shall we visit her now?
— We can do so as soon as you desire."
Celestia discreetly prodded her sizable belly. Since Twilight Sparkle was under observation, Charleston had displayed commendable dedication in assisting the Princess' evening binges. Ice cream had some advantages over more substantial goods; the insatiable goddess could afford to eat more than her fill without ever being sick, and a night of sleep was enough for her to recover completely. As a result, the time spent in the ice-cream maker's company had steadily loosened Celestia's paunch as much as her appetite. It seemed each day passing she was enjoying more eating sweets, and each night she was pushing further the limits of her spoiled stomach. If not for her tall stature and her busy agenda, she surely would have blown up by now.
The gluttonous monarch had a coveting look for the pastry cart.
"You should go first, I will join you forthwith."
Silver Stars had an imperceptible frown.
"As you wish Your Majesty."
Silver Stars leaving the room, Celestia had a relieved sigh. The voluptuous Princess was not ignoring the obvious; she certainly knew she was getting fatter by the day. But outside the changes in her appearance, the aftermaths of her too rich diet were mostly imperceptible. And for a kingdom as prosperous as Equestria, the matter of its monarch's girth was by no means a serious affair. As for the distraction her blossoming curves were bringing to her guards, there were barely of any significance.
Celestia had ordered quite an assortment of treats for her morning attendance; coffee, chocolate, vanilla, caramel and red fruits eclairs. No less than half a dozen of each sort, all of a remarkable size. The vanilla pastries were long gone, as their mild taste were a perfect appetizer for the Princess' snacking sessions; she could eat them without even thinking while performing most of her royal duties. The red fruits eclairs had quickly followed, always prompt to stimulate her appetite. Her weakness for soft fruits has made them quite effective at diverting her while she was waiting for the capable Silver Stars.
Celestia started on the coffee pastries to cover the sweetness of red fruits. She was swallowing hastily the sugary treats, hurried as much by her fondness for tasty food as by her eagerness to learn more about Twilight Sparkle's condition. The portly Princess soon felt her growing belly pushing against her large thighs; it seemed each day this moment was coming sooner. The overfed goddess could not help but think before long it would be an all time occurence.
The chocolate treats came next, smoothing the bitter taste of the coffee eclairs. Celestia's greedy muzzle was getting coated in icing as she was munching on the glazed goods. The sugar crazed goddess assumed a more comfortable posture to step up her snacking session, sitting on her opulent behind. Her vast croup was making for the perfect cushion, yet there was one minor inconvenience she could think of; on the assumption that her hips kept getting wider, squishing herself through the castle doors could soon prove to be an incommodious task.
The caramel delicacies shortly followed, marking the end of the Princess' eclairs binge. The tray cleaned of all its pastries, she lustfully licked her sugary lips. The delighted goddess judged her imposing belly with a surprised look. It was only in such position she could grasp the full progresses of her rounding paunch, protruding between her luscious thighs. It was nicely filling out for now, though Celestia had just made a dent in her ravenous appetite. Not so long ago, the gluttonous Princess would have been far past her morning craving for treats. But the sweet-toothed goddess was quickly adjusting to her new snacking habits, now ending her collations with another nice tray of viennoiseries. The fatty goods were a welcome change from all the sugar-saturated treats she tended to relish in.
Celestia sank her teeth in a chocolate croissant, the oily dainty bathing her tongue in butter. The Princess closed her eyes for a moment, savoring the soft dough filled with chocolate. She finally gobbled the rest of the piece, engulfing a second, then a third and more.
The transported goddess paused to catch her breath. If sugar was whetting Celestia' appetites, fat was truly fulfilling her. The edacious monarch stuffed her cheeks with chelsea buns, chewing with abandon on the creamy pastries. The slippery food sliding down the Princess' throat was getting her closer and closer to bliss. She pursued with the consumption of almond croissants, gorging on the richly filled viennoiseries. These days the indulging goddess could not resist eating like a hog when she was atingle, embracing without reserve her gluttonous dispositions. Her pampered paunch was swelling to provocative proportions, bulging ostentatiously in front of her.
The fleshy Princess laid on her side, slowing down the rythm of her mastication. Touching her majestic belly, still soft under her hooves despite its conspicuous roundness, Celestia had a contented smile. It was so large, and yet she could tell she still had room for more. The pace at which her appetite was growing was for her a source of amazement.
Petting her swollen paunch, the unrestrained goddess eyed the pastry cart. The last almonds croissants quickly joined the others in her complying stomach, washed down by a cup of tea. The carnal goddess rested a moment a foreleg on her bloated paunch, enjoying the sight of her impressive girth. Yet Celestia had to join Silver Stars at Twilight Sparkle's side, and so she promptly got on her hooves. Despite her prodigious belly sticking out, she was hardly feeling any discomfort. The intemperate goddess had greedy eyes; tomorrow she would enrich her morning order of a few extras.
Celestia left the room of a heavy step, her voluminous gut wobbling under her while she was walking through the castle corridors. The full-figured Princess contemplated her ample curves, confirming her previous suspicions. It was barely more noticeable than the day before, yet this time it couldn't pass for a figment of her imagination; following each of her movement, her massive thighs and croup were moved by a subtle jiggle. The perplexed goddess brushed off that thought, counting the hours away of her next ice cream binge.

Author's Note

Celestia enjoys another kind of sweets.

Wait what still alive? Looks like it. Expect next installment in 7 years and 3 months.
Message or comment if you notice grammatical errors, skipped the "search an editor for another 6 months" part.