"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.