Twilight Sparkle's Hayburger Grand Tour

The sun shone bright and early over a cloudless Ponyville, comfortably warm with a light breeze sweeping through the land. Twilight Sparkle eagerly waited for Fluttershy, licking her lips at the day’s special event, “The Hayburger Grand Tour.” The one time a year she gets to completely engorge herself on one of her favorite fast food guilty pleasures at multiple destinations, completely free. Fully sponsored by Hayburger Inc., she would indulge herself at Ponyville’s Hayburger first, take a train to Manehattan and eat at their Hayburger franchise, then finish her tour opening the new Hayburger franchise in Canterlot. A full day of overeating and fattening up to an immense size lay in wait. Seeing Fluttershy finally arrive holding a video camera in her wings, the two linked up and headed straight to their first destination. 

Twilight’s stomach was a rumbling hive of activity. The immensely fat alicorn had eaten no breakfast in anticipation of the feast. Her belly swayed from left to right, clearing only an inch off the floor. Her prodigious rear made up more than four Fluttershy’s standing side by side; the pegasus stood a tail’s length away, lest Twilight’s swinging-jiggling hips knock her over. Her plump cheeks were capable of holding numerous hayburgers at once before swallowing them down in one throat protruding glob. With such corpulent bulk, it was shocking to see such tiny hooves supporting such voluptuous legs. 

It pleased the alicorn to be so fat, dwarfing the average sizes of every other pony around her. And now, she had another tantalizing opportunity to fatten up to such a decadent degree. Her rotund figure surrounded by blubber, feeling it wobble every inch of her body, and moaning from her ocean of indigested gorge roiling throughout her gut. 

“Twilight,” said Fluttershy, “you’re daydreaming again.” 

“Oh, sorry,” Twilight wiped a string of drool dripping from the corner of her mouth. “I’m just so excited for today. Thank you so much for the help, Fluttershy. It’s a lot more fun having one of my friends join me on this tour instead of a camera crew from Hayburger Inc.” 

“I’m happy to help. But-um-do know how much you plan to-uh-eat…this time around?”

“Oh, I plan to improve on my milestone from last year. You heard about that?” 

“Was that the one where the tour ended at Appleloosa?”

“Yup. Can’t believe I passed out from eating all those haynuggets. Mmff, that Appleloosa dipping sauce was so good. The Hayburger staff worked super hard and kept bringing them by the wagon. Hnnf, it was so much fun.” 

“Goodness. You must have gotten really…big.” 

Twilight bit her lip for a moment, her purple cheeks flushed red. “Not big enough. But this year will be different. Rarity and Applejack have been a great help. I’m gunna make this the biggest-fattest tour I’ve done thus far; and this time, I’ll remain conscious to the end!”

Fluttershy wryly smiled, watching Twilight raise a hoof in triumph; her fat foreleg was actually rounder than Fluttershy’s own midsection. She remembered how fat the alicorn had been when she returned from Appleloosa, huffing and puffing just to get off the train, face surrounded by abundant neck rolls squishing against her cheeks. She never saw how fat Twilight had actually gotten, but remembering how she was after a few weeks of digesting, she couldn’t fathom how much fatter she was determined to get by the end of the day. 

The Ponyville Hayburger served its last few customers prior to Twilight’s arrival. The front entrance was made of two swinging glass doors, stretched wide to fit a pony of Twilight’s girth. Tables and chairs were moved around to give the center of the restaurant more space for her to dine. Restaurant staff wiped perspiration from their brows, anxious over the no doubt massive order they’d need to fulfill. A few bystanders, both thin and fat, sat along the outside windows, fans of watching their favorite princess glut herself year after year. 

Twilight waved to her adoring public whistling and clapping their hooves. Placing her hoof on the glass door, she looked over to her friend. “Ready with that camera, Fluttershy?”

Fluttershy turned it on while holding it with her wing. “Ready.” 

“Good morning Hayburger family. It’s so good to see all of you on this very fine start to the weekend. I’m Twilight Sparkle, and thank you for joining me on my third annual Hayburger Grand Tour! Today, we’re starting our tour at none other than everypony’s favorite little town, Ponyville! I actually frequent this particular Hayburger quite often, and it was where our kind sponsors at Hayburger Inc. and I first came up with the tour idea. Anyways, as you can hear from my stomach, I can’t wait to get things started. So let's head on inside.” 

Fluttershy followed Twilight from behind, standing far enough back to get all of Twilight to fit into frame. Her wide hips were but a hoof’s touch from the doors edges, barely managing to clear them. She waddled up to the cashier, licking her lips as she observed all the mouthwatering options on the menu. 

The cashier mare snapped Twilight out of another gluttonous day dream. “Will that be two of everything like last year, Princess?”

“Make that four of everything,” said Twilight with enthusiasm. “This year, I plan to really push myself. What about you, Fluttershy?”

“Uh, j-just some fries for me. Th-thanks.” 

Fluttershy gulped, nervous for a moment that Twilight was actually asking if she’d get fat alongside her. Pointing the camera to the kitchen, she recorded the ponies rapidly working before bringing the camera back to Twilight. 

“As you can see,” said Twilight, “our Hayburger staff work with both speed and precision to bring out your food hot and ready in a timely manner. And unlike most restaurants, the food actually looks as advertised. Let's have a seat while we leave them to their work.” 

The pair sat down at the center table; Fluttershy sat on a stool while Twilight’s ample rear rested on the floor. The drinks and appetizers were the first to be served. Fluttershy munched at her fries while recording Twilight stuffing fries, onion rings, mozzarella sticks, and fried zucchini sticks between her cheeks. She swallowed it all while guzzling down two drinks at a time in both hooves. The crowds outside clapped and cheered at such a finesse of gluttony, with Twilight bashfully waving to them and giving her gut a few playful pats. 

Once the sandwiches arrived, the real feast began. Grease, ketchup, and mustard spattered upon her cheeks with each burger she gleefully shoved in her mouth. She murmured with sheer delight, enthralled by the delicious flavors of condiments, secret sauce, onions, pickles, and tomatoes. Only chewing her food for a second, she practically swallowed each burger whole. 

Smiling to the camera, she held in each hoof two lip smacking double hayburgers up to her cheeks. “The double avocado hayburger with grilled onion and signature haysauce is one of my favorites. Be sure to come on down and try a few for twenty five percent off this month.”

Giving a wink, Twilight shoved both burgers in her mouth. With a single hoof, she pushed them toward the back of her gullet before finally swallowing.

The morning’s breakfast carried on as such; ponies churning out food from the kitchen, Twilight wolfing it all down, and the town folk cheering from the outside. It was good they all kept their distance, as the effects of Twilight’s overeating began to take form. Chugging down four milkshakes at once, her belly began pouring itself onto the table in front of her, while also pushing it away and towards Fluttershy. Her hips and love handles blorped themselves wider, and her rear slowly spilled its way toward the chairs behind her. 

The pegasus held the camera in her hooves, gently flying out of her seat. She continued recording Twilight from an upward angle, watching her hedonistically gorge herself. The alicorn’s eyes fluttered with each massive meal she munched on. Her hooves rubbed at her glorping gut while she fed herself now with her magic. With each gulp, a new layer of soft-huggable fat was added to each inch of her body. Her thickening forelegs and portly haunches squished and folded against the rest of her blubber, wobbling in tandem with her growing side and back rolls. 

When Twilight’s feast had finished, she let loose a hearty belch, covering her mouth with a hoof. Her other hoof slammed atop of her glorping-wobbling gut that now enveloped the whole table. She moaned in contentment, leaning herself slightly back to stretch out her belly. Her prominent back fat and wide rear helped to keep her from falling backward. Proudly gazing upon her purple mound of jello, she gave it a playful shake and grinned at the camera. 

“Look at that, orp. Not a bad way to start the, urp, tour. But we can’t overdo it just yet. Next stop, Manehattan.”

As Twilight struggled to move herself, Fluttershy lowered the camera. “S-should I turn the camera off?”

“No, hnng, keep rolling. Urf, I like watching how huge I look, huff bworp, after a big meal.”

Fluttershy did as she was told. With labor, Twilight managed to roll herself over. Her chunky legs squished against the bulk of her corpulent body. Her belly flattened itself onto the floor like a pancake, pooling around on either side of her. It was a marvel there were actual hooves holding up her luscious thighs and enormous plot that stretched as tall as a wagon. 

Her body burbled and sloshed with each wide step she took. Fluttershy recorded her from behind as she reached the front entrance. Fitting half of her body through, her belly and butt were suddenly stuck. The crowd of ponies outside rallied to pull their princess out, while the restaurant staff helped push her from the rear. The staff appeared to sink into Twilight’s flabby rear and legs; so soft and fat was her friend, her thick layers of lard felt like pressing down on a bed made of marshmallow. With everyone’s help, their princess was able to wiggle her way through, popping outside and falling over with her hind legs lifted off the ground. Thankfully, thought Fluttershy, this was the only interior on the tour. 

The pair traveled down to the Ponyville train station, arriving just as the train pulled in. An especially large coach was attached toward the very back of the train, complete with a long ramp and wide swinging doors. It was suitable for Twilight’s size, but more importantly, capable of fitting her after what would be an even larger binge at her next destination. Hauling herself inside, she lounged herself on a bed of comfy pillows. Looking out a window, she waved off to the crowd that followed her as they pulled out from the station. Next time they’d see her she’ll have tripled in size, and the thought of it gave her a warm sense of butterflies in her stomach. 

With food churning in her gut, Twilight napped for a good duration of their ride over. Pulling into the Manehattan station, an even larger crowd of ponies greeted her as she walked down the ramp. Most of them wore some form of Hayburger apparel, be it shirts, headware, or in the more larger ponies cases, images of food draped over their flanks. There were fatter ponies in this crowd compared to Ponyville, with a few even as large as she was at the start of the day. She couldn’t help but smile proudly at what a success Hayburger’s advertising has been on their waistlines. 

As Fluttershy resumed filming, Twilight did her best not to huff and puff while wobbling along. “Sweet Celestia, would you look at that crowd? Here in Manehattan, we have one of our most popular Hayburger locations. And as you can see, huff, from the more…well fed…ponies in attendance, both locals and tourists enjoy quality fast food. Now, I’ve only been to this next location, oof, about three times. So I’m really excited to share this experience with you all.” 

Everypony in attendance followed Twilight out of the station, like goslings following their much heftier mother goose. They cut their way through a public park, drawing the eyes of other Manehattanites toward their fat-gluttonous spectacle. At the other end of the park, the street had been blocked off to any oncoming traffic on the left and right. Another crowd of ponies waited around the outside of a massive building making up three buildings in length. It was multiple stories tall with a wide archway entrance for even the blobbiest of guests to be able to fit through. The Hayburger logo hung at the center of the building, which was made up of neon lights that lit up during the night. 

“Here we…are,” huffed Twilight, “to the proud-greasy jewel of Manehattan. Hayburger Towers. Mmm, you can smell all that mouthwatering goodness from out here. Come on, let’s head inside.” 

Fluttershy entered first, getting a shot of Twilight passing through the massive archway, which she filled up less than a quarter. Flying upward within the enormous interior, she panned the camera around the wide open room. At the left and back ends of the room was a buffet line that stretched almost to the right corner of the building. Behind the lines were numerous kitchens where several dozen cooks worked quickly to provide hungry guests with more than their fill of food. The vast center of the room was the dining area filled with luxury cushions, plenty of table space, and lots of ponies going to and from the buffet with hordes of food on their trays. After engorging themselves, they’d either leave the building or make their way to the right end of the room for guests to partake in the building’s second feature. 

Twilight waved Fluttershy over, bringing the camera back to her. “Isn’t it amazing? Here at Hayburger Towers we have a buffet opened night and day to serve our hungry Hayburger family. With our weekly pass, our guests can gorge themselves till they’re fit to burst, then head over to our hotel desk where they’ll receive a key to one of our luxury rooms for them to rest up until their next meal. Our patented reinforced elevators and helpful staff will cater to guests of any size. Oh, would you take a look at that?”

Fluttershy panned to where Twilight pointed, her eyes bulging at the rather lard laden pony struggling to haul themselves toward one of the hotel’s elevators. As large as Twilight, the blubbery stallion hardly carried himself with as much ease and grace. Six of the hotel’s staff crowded behind him, two teams of three pushing at each of his monumental flanks that appeared to fold on top of them. Huffing and moaning, he inched his way into the elevator. The doors were plenty wide to fit his immense bulk, with plenty more space to fit another of his size. 

“As you can see,” Twilight drew the camera back to her, “Hayburger Towers provides everything our biggest-most wonderful guests could want. Mmmff, but I think it’s time we follow that guest’s example and do some gorging of our own.” 

She waddled her way over to the start of the buffetline; the congregation that followed her lined up behind her. With her magic, she gathered up several dozen trays, stacking them with food as she walked along. The kitchen staff worked hard—wiping off sweat and being careful not to crash into one another. Frantically they attempted to refill each serving tray Twilight would empty, leaving nothing but streaks of sauce, cheese, and grains of salt. The ponies behind her were forced to wait for new food to be served, while the fat alicorn swayed her jiggling plot all the way down to the end of the buffet line; a train of trays stacked with food built like pyramids floated with her over to the dining area. 

Twilight pulled in a few more tables for herself near the center of the room, along with additional pillows for her massive rear. Licking her lips at all the food on display, her hooves rubbed at the center of her burbling belly. Along with a variety of hayburgers, there were also club sandwiches, hay tenders, deep fried fruits, milkshakes and ice cream served in gallon cups, haydogs, and the usual sides of deep fried spuds and veggies. 

“And now,” Twilight spoke to the camera, “the fun really starts.” 

Floating a tray loaded with fries up to her, she opened her mouth as wide as possible, tipping the tray at an angle. Fries slowly filled up her gaping chasm from her tongue to the roof of her mouth. She shoved in more with a hoof; the pudge of her bulbous arm brushed against her neck fat and bloated cheeks. When her mouth was filled to the brim, she floated up a glass gallon of strawberry milkshake, slowly pouring it over the mass of fries. The frothy beverage softened the warm spuds to a sublime texture, and with a brief wince, she swallowed the entire orb with a laborious gulp. The impact of the food mass jutted her belly outward with a glorp. After a content belch, she resumed the process all over. 

Though unsure why it was necessary to film these eating segments, Fluttershy couldn’t deny that there was something alluring about them. Hayburger was hardly her first choice of food over a daisy sandwich or salad; and yet, something about Twilight’s grinning joy, thick gulping, and incessant murmurs over how delicious it all was, made her curious. Was it all so good that eating one burger wasn’t enough? Was there a euphoria to eating a dozen burgers in one mouthful that couldn’t compare when eating less? Either way, the Hayburger marketing team knew what they were doing when practically making Twilight their mascot. And being one of the heaviest eaters among her friends, being able to eat as much as you like from your favorite restaurant had to be a dream come true. 

Eating with such catatonic fervor, the alicorn bloated herself into an even larger mountain of lard. Swallowing orbs of food twice as big as her head caused her whole body to tremble as she grew. Her belly expanded wider than her own hind hooves could contend with, squishing them against her own legs. Her swelling thighs also began lifting her hind hooves off the ground, propping them up on top of colossal beanbags of blubber. The pillowy fat of her forelegs began enveloping the rest of her leg, swallowing her spindly hooves into her body at a snail’s pace. Her face also sunk further into her bulging neck rolls, making turning her neck a tid bit more difficult the fatter she became. 

When gulping down mouthfuls no longer made her wince, she added more trays per gulp, currently gorging herself up to three. There became such a mixture of food that she could no longer tell what she was specifically eating; all that mattered was that she was eating the max amount her cheeks could handle. The bathtub of the previous indigested gorge sifting throughout her belly now became a public pool's worth. Her cheeks flushed a hot red feeling larger masses of glut cannonball inside of stomach, sloshing her gorge around and giving her a most pleasurable inner massage. Her rising height allowed her to view her hips and waistline spilling farther outward. Though she couldn’t reach the edges of her bulk, what rich coats of lard she could still fondle managed to undulate what rolls and folds lay out of view. 

Eating at the Hayburger Towers proved such a decadent experience for Twilight, which made the passage of time lost on her. She reveled in her hedonistic pleasure, rubbing and patting at what portions of fat her hooves could still slap down on. Her purple fur plapped like butter with her every touch, sending jiggling waves across her belly. The other guests watched mesmerized—captivated by their princess’ immense girth. Even the next largest pony in the room held a hayburger halfway to their mouth while frozen in awe. 

As Twilight finished up the last of her trays, she then cast her magic on everyone else’s food on the dining room floor. Burgers, sandwiches, sides, and drinks all funneled into a magical typhoon directly into her mouth, forming the largest glob of food she swallowed yet. She slammed her forelegs down on her body, sending an echoing squelch throughout the whole room, followed by a belch that would overpower the roar of an ursa major. 

“Oooogh, ooorp, what a meal.”

Twilight craned her head down amid multiple neck rolls. She grinned with pride at what blubbery mass she had acquired, her forelegs stretching out to her sides to get a full scope of her new weight. Her hind hooves now rested atop of her blobby thighs, dangling upward and left with zero function. Her monumental plot grew so large that just one of her buns was capable of flattening a carriage. Her belly had swollen to the size of a small house, dwarfing the second fattest pony in the room, like a three layer cake to a single slice. 

Even while being filmed and stared at by others, Twilight murmured and giggled as she played with her abundant lard. She bit her lip and huffed steamy air through her nostrils, flustered by how much of her body now sloshed and jiggled. Despite her hooves sinking into her thick forelegs, she still managed to clutch onto heaps of belly fat. Its gelatinous wobbling back and forth helped squish her rolls in places she could not reach. Its softness and heft left her infatuated. Unable to keep her own hooves off of her blubber, she spent a few minutes admiring herself until she was forced to catch her breath. 

“Huff, sweet Celestia,” she peered back to the camera, “this is, oof, what it’s all about. Gorging, urp, and glutting…as much as you want…whenever you want. Feeling yourself grow bigger, unf, and fatter. Every pound…is another inch to love. And when you grow yourself into, mmff, a big pile of lard…you can’t help but…keep wanting more, hnng, so much more.”

Twilight gave her belly a big hug, scooping up as much fat as she could before letting it down in front of her with a squelch. “And what better way to help out your gaining journey, hic, than coming down to a Hayburger near you? Use promo code Twifat, urp, during the week at any participating Hayburger and eat like a princess today. Oof, I’m so fat and stuffed. Think I’ve eaten more than I usually would, hic, at the second location. How long have we been here, Fluttershy?”

Fluttershy flew over to the reception desk and back, viewing the clock hanging above it. “We’ve been here for about four hours.” 

“Four hours!”

Twilight’s forelegs swayed in circular motions as she nearly fell backwards. “Sweet Celestia, we’re gunna be late for Hayburger Castle's grand opening ceremony! Why didn’t anypony tell me what time it was sooner?” 

“Well,” Fluttershy felt remiss, “you were just enjoying yourself so much; and, I’m supposed to record you for the advertisement; and I don’t know…you made all the food look…really good, and—.”

“Nevermind all that! Come on, huff, Fluttershy. We got to, hnng, go.”

Twilight struggled against her monstrous belly for several minutes; nopony dared to go near her in case she were to fall on top of them. Using her sloshing momentum, she managed to roll forward and lay on her gut. Her forelegs barely managed to reach the floor, while her hindlegs were lifted high off the ground by her belly. Her huge rump loomed over her, comfortably sitting over her underbelly. With what strength she could muster, she hauled herself out of the building; the sloshing motions of her jello-like body helped to move her little by little. 

Fluttershy continued her filming, though Twilight might have been less hot and bothered over it now compared to leaving Ponyville. While the alicorn’s mind raced on reaching Canterlot, Fluttershy became once more entranced at capturing her friend’s wobbling splendor with picturesque detail. The climax of the rear half of Twilight’s blubbery body colliding with her front half created a tantalizing glorp that twitched Fluttershy’s ears. Watching her friend moan and groan just to pull herself up the train coach ramp, squeezing her plot and waist through such a cramped opening, was quite the alluring sight. It wasn’t until Twilight finally rested inside the coach, panting and sore from exercise, that she noticed her friend still filming her, and told her to stop until they reached Canterlot. 

As before, a crowd of cheering ponies were gathered around the train station for Twilight’s arrival. They followed her through Canterlot’s dining district; the girth of their portly princess took up much of the road and rivaled the size of the buildings on either side of her. An even larger crowd awaited her at the new Hayburger location. The white miniature castle slightly resembled that of the two royal sister’s castle, complete with two gold towers and a golden archway. Two stallions and a mare, suavely dressed and wearing golden pins with the Hayburger logo, stood at the front of the new restaurant next to a long red ribbon. A full staff of unicorns stood to their left, all eagerly awaiting to get to work; although, the blorping arrival of their enormous princess caused them to share nervous glances with one another. 

Hauling herself beside the building, Twilight rocked back and forth until she managed to push herself back to a sitting position. Her legs once more lifted off the ground due to her plot and blob-like thighs. Her belly forced the crowds to back away as it spilled out around her. Huffing and groaning, she received a pair of golden scissors from the well dressed mare, using her magic to hold it over the red ribbon. 

“On behalf of…princesses Celestia, huff, Luna, and the good ponies of Hayburger Inc. I…princess Twilight, uff, Sparkle…declare…Hayburger Castle…open for, hic,business!”

Cutting the ribbon, the crowd clapped their hooves and cheered to the blasts of confetti cannons and band music. Fluttershy filmed the working staff rushing inside, followed by the Canterlot crowd flooding into the building. She then flew up to Twilight, who was still trying to catch her breath.

From the second floor window of the building, a Mare peeked out with a notepad and pencil to take Twilight’s order. She ordered one of everything on the menu, patting her gut and sloppily grinning after the mare left. It puzzled Fluttershy why her gluttonous friend would order so little at their last stop. But after receiving a wink, her curiosity was peaked. 

After a few minutes, the mare returned with Twilight’s first tray of food. It was a basic combo of burger, fries, and soft drink, then suddenly, the mare began casting a spell on them. 

Twilight briefly directed the camera toward herself. “Exclusive to Hayburger Castle, we have a special sizing option for the hungriest of Equestria’s creatures. Introducing…the princess size.”

Fluttershy turned back to the food. As the burger floated over to Twilight, it began growing at a fascinating rate. Everything from the buns, veggies, and hay patty gradually quadrupled in size, making the burger even larger than her own fat face. Each of the fries were larger than Fluttershy’s own limbs, along with the straw of Twilight’s drink; the drink itself being wider than a cow’s body. The fries and burger rested atop Twilight’s belly, while the soda she levitated beside her with magic. 

“Feast your eyes,” she spoke to the camera, “Canterlot’s own magical contribution to the Hayburger family. Even a basic hayburger combo like this would be able to fill up the fattest of ponies when it’s princess sized. Think I can stuff myself with an entire princess sized menu? Let's find out, shall we?” 

Opening her mouth wide, she shoved the hayburger inside with her magic. Condiments and juices squirted from the sides of the burger. The burger buns formed creases around her mouth corners as it was forcibly shoved in. Her own hooves pushed at the giant burger from the back, only able to go a short way before her lush forelegs squished against her rings of neck blubber. She gradually swallowed it down, unable to physically fit the entire thing between her cheeks. Once her mouth closed, she gave herself one final gulp, feeling the rest of the burger travel past her chest and swell out her belly with a resounding blorp. 

Moaning with delight, she gave her gut a hearty smack before continuing her feast. The fries she ate far more easily, gulping down a few at a time like she would a really long sub sandwich. The drink she masterfully chugged; the sounds of churning-rushing soda could be heard flowing through the straw. Her belly glorped with every gulp, pulsating to the rhythm as it grew larger. The hefty meal filled her up more than three full trays of food over at Hayburger Towers, and this was only her first order. 

It didn’t take long for the restaurant staff to come to the top window with her next order. They undid the size spells on the empty fry box and soda cup, then threw them away before floating over her next order. Twilight picked up the pace of her eating as orders started to overlap. She was a ravenous machine. Splotches of mustard and ketchup began to stain around her cheeks and neck rolls. Little time was spent briefly belching, and she took quick breaths of air before stuffing her face again, like a singer breathing in between lyrics. It seemed like a competitive workout to gorge herself as hard as she was; but upon flying at the correct angle, Fluttershy caught the dazed and euphoric look of bliss in Twilight’s eyes. Her friend felt completely at home with herself. 

Meal by meal, the alicorn fattened up exponentially. Like melted butter, her encroaching flab poured out around her, as well as piling up into larger heaps of blubbery flesh. Her hind legs became absorbed by her own thighs, along with her forelegs sinking into her body. Her back fat flowed at a downward slope toward her colossal rear, burying any discernible spine under an avalanche of rolls. The cheeks of her face squished against the corners of her eyes, forcing her to squint. And her belly, waistline, and plot, all of which were still growing bigger by the second, towered over some of the surrounding buildings. 

Twilight’s addled mind turned to mush at the decadence of the feast. Her stomach felt full beyond her wildest dreams, yet she kept eating regardless. The feeling of the next mouthful pressuring her gut to stretch out another inch made her flutter her eyelids. The rampaging torrent of food sloshing inside her, crushing and squeezing at her innards, left her nearly breathless. Feeling every roll and layer of fat on her body wobble up and down like a bounce house caused her heart to skip a beat. She adored these indulgent pleasures of becoming a complete blob of a pony, and while she still remained conscious, she had yet to finish gorging herself.

The Canterlot crowd gave Twilight a wide berth of space, backing their way toward intersecting streets. By the time she finished the last item on the menu, her purple mass had blocked off the front entrance of the restaurant, forcing guests to enter and exit out the back. Guests took photos near her flank and belly as if she were some sort of side attraction. Groaning and still fully conscious, the princess sloppily grinned, basking in her enormity. 

“Oooogh, hic-hilp, I…did it,” she huffed. “I surpassed my size, ooouuurp, from last year. And I didn’t, hic-hilp, pass out…this time, hooo, bwooorp.” 

Fluttershy flew up to Twilight’s head. Her eyes bulged wide with shock at seeing her friend sinking into a bed of her own rolls, as if she were submerged in a pool of quicksand. “T-T-Twlight…your head…d-do you need…help?”

“I’m fine, hic-hilp, Fluttershy. Huff, never felt better…actually. Mmmff, I’ve never felt so fat, I can hardly, huff, move. Ooog, all this blubber, aah, won’t stop, hic-hilp, jiggling. Hnng, feels so…good.”

“W-would you like me to stop filming?”

“Buuraap, guh. Actually…not yet. Do me a favor, hic-hulp. Go through that window, and get me someone from the staff. I got one more order to make.” 

Fluttershy obeyed. A minute later, she flew outside, followed by a stallion of the staff standing by the windowsill. He grimaced at the sight of the blob-like princess, astonished by how fat she became since the restaurant had opened a few hours ago. 

“W-w-what can I get for you, p-princess?”

“Just, bworp, one thing. I’d like a triple hayburger deluxe, please. But this time, I’d like you to princess size it, hic-hulp, at ten times the normal size.”

“T-t-that’s…awfully big…p-p-princess.” 

Twilight wriggled her enveloped hooves, which was enough to sway her building sized gut. “That’s okay, hic-hilp, my stomach can handle it.” 

The stallion reluctantly returned to the kitchen. Truthfully, she was unsure whether she could fit so much burger into her overgorged gut. It currently felt like she had eaten enough food to fill up Applejack’s barn. The amount of blorping and bubbling that went on inside of her felt like an ongoing parade. If this final burger were to render her unconscious, she would at least have a goal to work toward for next year’s tour. 

By the window, five of the unicorn restaurant staff stood by with nervous faces, with one of them holding a tray with the triple hayburger deluxe. Floating it over, their combined magic caused the hayburger to grow over Twilight’s head. The alicorn looked above her: starry eyed, mouth wide open, and tongue slipping out. Drool dripped down her neck rolls as the hayburger grew bigger and bigger, casting a shadow over her body. Having grown to the size of herself after leaving Ponyville, it landed square on her chest and belly with a sickening squelch. 

The weight of it caused her to belch up the excess gas in her gut. Pulling it toward her mouth with her magic, she began the long-arduous process of eating the entire thing. She practically inhaled as much as she could each gulp, hardly giving herself a chance to pause. It worried her if she would stop for even a second, the feeling of insane fullness would overwhelm her, and she’d stop eating. 

The spectacle drew in passers by and ponies from the surrounding shops. The crowd was equal parts fascinated and repulsed by such wanton gluttony. Were it not for her folded and scrunched up cutie mark, the mountainous blob that was Twilight would be mistaken for something other than a pony. The streets bellowed with her constant gulping, and the more her blubbery body spilled outward, the further the crowds were forced to move away. The surrounding square of space in front of the restaurant filled out with purple lard, while the height of her figure could be seen peeking out over buildings from a distance. 

Twilight’s eyes remained shut throughout her ingesting. Each huge gulp made her belly feel like it was fit to burst. She didn’t know how much she still had to eat, and the amount of mouthfuls she gulped became lost on her. She could vaguely, however, feel her fattening body continue to swell around her. The fat pooling around her back now squished against the back of her horn. Her cheeks sandwiched her eyes from both sides of her face, and along with her bulging neck fat, made eating the burger more difficult. She felt large portions of her plot and back lard riding up the buildings behind her, and parts of her belly squishing against buildings in front of her. 

It felt like an eternity of constant eating. Each enormous bugle of food slipping down her gullet felt like eating an entire bale of hay. It no longer felt like she was even eating a giant burger. She valiantly fought to stay awake, slipping in and out of consciousness. Her ears rang with sloshing, burbling, and her own muffled hiccups. Her next gulp could easily be her last. Fortunately, with sheer gluttonous zeal and determination, she pushed the last portion of burger down her gullet, and was finally allowed to moan. 

The alicorn languidly opened her eyes, feeling the top of her eyelids being folded over by her own fat. Her sightline was only a small porthole of visibility, her eyes squinting as her cheeks, back fat, and multiple chins nearly swallowed up her own face. She moaned, panted, and hiccuped uncontrollably, hardly able to let out a word. Through dazed vision, she saw Fluttershy fly into view, still recording, but with a look of flustered concern. 

“Hey…Flutter-buuuuraaaap-Fluttershy. Did, oooogh, did…you, hic-hulp, get all that?”

“Um…yes,” Fluttershy said sheepishly. “Goodness, Twilight. You’ve gotten…so…so big…”

“Hnnnng, uuugh, how…big?”

“W-well. You’re so fat that…you’ve blocked off the surrounding streets. And, you’re bigger than all these buildings now. Some of them even have cracks on their walls…and…your blubber has pushed through windows and doorways. Oh, and…I heard ponies saying, even Celestia and Luna can see you from the castle, and wanted to come by later on.”

The thought of the two sisters coming down to gaze upon her blubberous visage caused Twilight to moan with pleasure. “That’s, hic-hulp, great. One…last, ooooh, thing…Flutter-shy.” The pegasus turned the camera back to her. “That concludes, hic-hulp, The Hayburger, ooogh, Grand, huffhuff, Tour. I’m…Twilight…Sparkle, and I, ooourp, wish you all, guh, happy…eatings. Come down, hic-hulp, hnng, get fat, and…be part…of our…Hayburger, hnnnng, fam-ily, ooooff.” 

The exertion of simply speaking put such stress on Twilight’s stomach that the princess passed out. Fluttershy then shut off the camera and took out the video tape, giving it to one of the nicely dressed Hayburger higher ups from the ceremony. From her vantage in the sky, she looked upon her enormous friend with baffling shock. Out of Rainbow Dash and Rarity, Twilight now held the crown for the fattest out of all of them. After watching the televised grand tour video the next day, they would no doubt be driven to surpass her new milestone. No doubt other ponies would also grow inspired to pursue similar feats of overeating and growing fat after seeing how much their princess enjoyed herself. She made gluttony and weight gain fun, and intoxicating. 

Placing her own hooves on her gurgling stomach, the pegasus blushed. Thinking of the odd feelings she had watching Twilight eat and wobble her fat body around all day, she dreaded to wonder if she were hungry now out of necessity…or pleasure.