Chapters "Halt! Identify yourself!"
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.
"You seem worried tonight Twilight Sparkle."
"Mmh... I could swear it was somewhere in this alley..."
Two guards were standing in Twilight Sparkle's way, refusing her the entry to the royal bedroom.
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.
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.
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.
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.
"Pardon me Your Majesty, I believe Princess Luna is waiting for you in her room."
"Twilight? Twiiilight?"
"And you tell me this dragon ambassador is from another continent?
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.
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.
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...
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 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." "Oh well, it's not as bad as I thought."
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 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.
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."This seemed simple enough to use." "Did I eat so much these past few days that I can indulge to that extent and still not be indisposed?" "I don't have to leave yet, I could take a digestive nap." "I'm not full though, no reason to pass on a little extra."
"Your Majesty, Silver Stars has requested an audience."
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.
