Flurry Heart, Princess of Gluttony ch 5

“Are you sure you packed everything? Your toothbrush; your comb; some healthy snacks whenever you still feel hungry?”

“Yes, mom. I told you, I got everything, gosh.”

It was mid day and dinner time was fastly approaching; though, Flurry Heart never guessed she would be spending her time in Canterlot for the weekend. On any other day, she’d feel ecstatic to visit her aunts Celestia and Luna, but on the days her parents were hosting a banquet for the royals of Saddle Arabia, the thought of it ruffled her mane. She pouted on the entire train ride over, performing many huffs and scowling faces, which her mother tried to ignore. Now arriving at Canterlot castle and approaching the throne room, Flurry Heart used what time they had left together to voice her displeasure as they walked down the long hallway.

“I don’t get why we had to come all the way to Canterlot. I could have just stayed in my room while you and dad are working.”

“We just didn’t want you to feel tempted over everything going on. You’ve made some great progress slimming down and it’d be a shame if it all was undone.”

Flurry Heart snorted. “Right. Wouldn’t want your fat daughter to gobble up all the food for your guests.”

“Don’t get smart, young lady. Trusting you to be alone, while your father and I spent the evening together, was exactly what led to you needing to go on a diet in the first place.”

Flurry Heart averted her gaze, feeling her mother’s eyes bearing down on her. An awkward silence passed between the two before Cadance let out a tired sigh; she continued.

“Besides, your father and I have been talking, and we agreed that perhaps it’d be good for you to leave the castle for a few days. Believe it or not, your aunts have actually asked a lot about you. Last time you came two years ago, you told me you really enjoyed your visit.”

“Yeah…but back then I wasn’t on a diet. It was cool; auntie Celestia took me out for donuts, and auntie Luna gave me loads of cookies and milk before bed. We can’t do any of that now.”

“Well regardless, you will be on your best behavior. They’ve been excited to see you for a while now, so…please be nice.”

As they approached the throne room, two of the castle’s guards opened the doors to allow them entry. Flurry Heart raised her head from its sulking downcast position, looking in awe at the stained glass windowed hallway she had not seen for some time. The sunlight gleamed through the shards of stained glass, painting the long red carpeted hallway in a rainbow of colors. The scenes of Equestria’s greatest triumphs and tribulations left her feeling relieved that heroes, such as her aunt Twilight and her friends, were still around to fend off any of the harrowing evils that were depicted alongside them. Even her mother and father had a window dedicated to them; some great victory over another pony, using their combined love for one another to defeat them. Her knowledge of Equestria’s history was fuzzy, something she hardly paid attention to compared to more important things like what to eat later.

Both Celestia and Luna stood up from their thrones to greet the pair. Their face’s were aglow with joy at Flurry Heart’s arrival, both of them looking at each other as if gushing over some famous celebrity.

“Cadenza, it’s so good to see you,” said princess Celestia, “and Flurry Heart? Goodness me, how you’ve grown.” She sheepishly grinned as Cadance shared a stern look with her. “I mean in age. Same age as you when you used to live here. Come here, Flurry my dear. *Mmm*, you’re so much like your mother.”

Flurry Heart briefly muddled over what her aunt meant, thinking of her and her mother having very little in common. Instead, she blushed as she took turns hugging her aunts; the bulk of her flabby body practically enveloping them as they embraced. “Happy to see you too, auntie Celestia; auntie Luna.”

“I remember when you were ye high,” said Luna, marking her hoof up to her chest. “But now look at you, growing into a proper princess. Actually, I believe she’s far bigger than any of us were at her age, wouldn’t you agree sister?”

“Aunt Luna, please,” Cadance spoke sternly.

“She’s right, Luna,” said Celestia, “we shouldn’t encourage the poor dear. She’s on a diet after all.”

Flurry Heart did her best not to contort her face into a scowl. The word, “diet,” was fastly becoming her all time most hated word, one she was hearing all too often, taunting her wherever she went. Her lips began to scrunch from her anger, and she held her head down and away from her two aunts.

Knowing her daughter’s reaction, Cadance drew Luna and Celestia’s attention. “Yes, that’s right. That means no desserts, no snacks other than what she’s brought over, and no eating after six p.m.”

“Hmm, in that case, we should prepare dinner right away. Will you be joining us, dear?”

“No, I can’t. I have to help Shining Armor prepare for the banquet tomorrow. If you need anything, just write to me right away.”

“Of course. And don’t you worry about Flurry Heart. We’re going to have such a good time together.”

Flurry Heart smirked, feeling the imaginary wink that passed between her and her aunt. As she curiously wondered what her aunt had planned, she was taken aback by her mother’s hoofsteps approaching from behind. She turned to find Cadance standing in front of her, wearing a wry smile and with a glint of melancholy in her eyes. She gently caressed the back of Flurry Heart’s mane, tilting her head forward and giving it a kiss.

“I love you, sweetie. I’ll see you soon.”

Flurry Heart looked up to see Cadance turning to walk away, witnessing the water building up in her mother’s beady purple eyes for a brief moment. For all the frustration she felt toward her diet and being forced to leave her home for a few days, a conflicting knot tied in her stomach at the sight of her mother walking alone down the hall. Her head suddenly filled with a swirl of conflicting emotions; guilt for not speaking back, and agitation for her mother leaving her knowing it would make her sad. Her heart thumped as the throne room doors closed, beginning the countdown of their time apart from one another.

Celestia and Luna hugged Flurry Heart from either side, with the sun princess petting her head. “There there, Flurry my dear. It’ll only be a few days.”

“Just wait,” said Luna, “you’ll have the utmost-joyous of times here.”

“Luna is right, we’ll have so much fun, you’ll see.” Celestia directed Flurry Heart’s face back to her’s, wiping a droplet of a tear from her nieces’ face with the tip of her hoof. “Now, how about you get settled in your room. You remember where it is right?”

“Yeah,” the pudgy princess sniffed, “I think so.”

“Good girl. Go get comfortable while I prepare dinner for us, one I know that you’ll enjoy. When it’s finished, I’ll send a guard to come get you. And don’t worry, it’ll all be done before six.”

She gave Flurry Heart a wink, helping the young princess to smile back in return. The twin sisters remained side by side, watching their niece waddle her way out of the throne room; the large bulk of Flurry Heart’s fat legs and rear caused her to sway to and fro from left to right. As Flurry Heart left the room, Luna smirked, seeing the gleam of intrigue in her sister’s eyes.

“It really brings back memories, doesn’t it sister? I was right, wasn’t I? She is certainly far fatter than we were at her age.”

“She definitely is,” cooed Celestia, “fatter than her mother was even, before…well you know.”

Luna covered her mouth to yawn. “I think I’ll get a little more sleep before working tonight. Need any assistance prepping dinner?”

“It’s fine, go get your rest, sister. By tonight, we’ll both see just how much of Cadance she takes after.”

* * * * *

The doorway to Flurry Heart’s room was wider than most in the castle, which both disappointed and surprised her when she was able to slip through without so much as a wiggle. The room itself was as she remembered with a few minor changes. Fresh lavender hung along the curtain poles and bed canopy, giving the room a pleasant scent. The dresser and accompanying mirror were now wider, capable of fitting her waistline and flanks into frame. Then there was the bed; far larger than she remembered, more akin to her bed at home, wide and capable of containing her.

The fat princess sighed, dissatisfied at all the things that reminded her of just how much weight she managed to lose since starting her diet a month ago. Although she was still as wide as four stallions, she could have sworn she felt so much fatter in days past. At her heaviest she would have grunted just to squeeze her flanks through the doorframe. Her belly would take up a third of the mirror after plopping it onto the dresser. After a huge gorge, she’d no doubt fill up the bed from edge to edge, even causing its reinforced frame to creak under her vast weight. Now she could physically touch the edge of her cutie mark on her flanks, her belly barely grazed itself across the floor, and walking became far more bearable from all her recent exercise.

Walking up to her bed, she set her duffel bag down, taking out a few of her packed things. There were her toiletries and snacks, which mostly consisted of portioned cans of nuts or crispy rice treats that were low in calories. She had a decent amount capable of feeding a classroom of fillies and colts, but nothing that would leave her moaning with gluttonous bliss. Then, there was Madam Ruby’s orb, smooth to the touch and mesmerizing to look at. It had felt too long since her conversation with the fortune teller, but she wasn’t willing to risk not having the orb with her just in case.

Pulling out her aunt Pinkie Pie’s marbles deep in the bag, Flurry Heart laid on the floor atop of a round carpet, poured the marbles out in front of her, and began to play, passing the time until the guard came to get her. The marbles were all huddled close together; then, when she tossed one at the group, she’d gather any that separated, tossing another and putting the excess in her bag. As she played, she thought of the banquet that’ll be happening tomorrow. Her parents and the Saddle Arabian royals would all be stuffing their faces, free to glut down second and third helpings now that she wasn’t there. Even if she remained in her room, she might have convinced her friend Leo to sneak down to the dining area as a guard and bring her back some goodies. Thankfully, she had faith in her aunt to prepare a hearty dinner; perhaps not a feast, but something to at least cause her stomach to burble with contentment.

A few rounds of playing later, a sudden humming sound came from atop of the bed. Flurry Heart slowly approached, seeing a purple glow coming from behind her bag. She pushed it aside, revealing Madam Ruby’s orb now roused with life. Its low hum and illumination seemed to lull the princess in a trance like state, unable to keep her eyes off of it. She carefully reached out to touch it, then, immediately recoiled as a purple flame appeared in its center. Like an opening mouth, the flame partly split itself open down the middle, and from its gullet, a black flame pushed through, taking the form of a mare’s head, grinning and with luminescent white eyes.

“Come closer, my dear. Do not be afraid.”

Flurry Heart approached the orb; the grinning-ghostly visage of the mare’s burning face sent a chill down her spine. “M-Madam, Ruby? W-why are you on fire?”

“Magic my dear. It appears in all shapes and forms. Forgive my absence since our last meeting. Communicating in this way has its toll; I must do so only when necessary. Tell me, child, where are you?”

“I’m-uh-I’m in Canterlot, visiting my aunt Celestia and Luna.”

“Hmm, I see, most interesting. Are you within the castle now?”

“Yes, I’m in my room at the moment, near the base of the tower.”

“Oooh, how intriguing. Yes, this is most opportune.”

Flurry Heart raised an eyebrow. “Uh, I’m sorry, but…what’s so…opportune?”

“Your arrival here, and my contacting you at this moment. It is as it should be, princess. Destiny calls to you.”

“Y-you mean…the grand feast?”

“Yes. Your first task on the path to what you most desire.”

Flurry Heart let out a brief whinny, tapping her hooves together. “What do I have to do?”

“Listen carefully. Within the castle, there is a room where—.”

*Knock* *knock* *knock*

The princess turned toward her door. As it opened, one of the castle’s guards stepped halfway through.

“Princess Flurry Heart, dinner is now served.”

“Finally,” she pushed her bag over the orb, “I’m starving.”

The guard looked around the room bewildered. “Were you, uh, talking to someone?”

“Oh-uh-nope. I-uh-talk to myself…when I’m hungry, hehe. Better not keep auntie Celestia waiting.”

The guard reeled as Flurry Heart practically pushed him out the door, followed by her twin flanks bumping against the frame before she closed the door. Thoughts of Madam Ruby’s instruction and the grand feast immediately left her mind as she briskly trotted to the dining room. Memories of the past meals she had with Celestia cradled her with such warmness, she felt like a filly on Hearth’s Warming Eve. Her aunt would always spoil her favorite niece with plenty of tasty treats in the past, and with the gleam in her eye at how much larger she had gotten since her last visit, her aunt would have undoubtedly prepared something filling and plentiful, just for her.

Entering the dining room, she sat at the end of the long table. The table itself was empty save for the decorative flower vases and cover, but she could smell the scent of food pouring out from the cracked kitchen doors to her right. The perfuming scent of breakfast intrigued her, not expecting to eat it this late in the day, though she couldn’t complain. As her belly rumbled, princess Celestia poked her head from out of the kitchen door.

“Oh, Flurry Heart. You ready for your big surprise?”

Flurry Heart nodded, wryly smiling as her gut grumbled up a storm from all the mouthwatering smells. Pushing through the kitchen doors, Celestia wheeled out a long cart fully loaded with plate upon plate of both pancakes and waffles. The breakfast foods were stacked in portions of five, all of them drizzled with syrup and topped with butter, still warm and steaming fresh. But what truly delighted the plump princess, were the toppings of some of the foods further down the cart. Along with the usual blueberries and banana slices, some also were baked in with chocolate chips, drizzled with chocolate and strawberry sauce, topped with whipped cream, and even ice cream. Her eyes grew wide open with awe, tongue drooling down her gaping mouth.

“I hope you have plenty of room,” cooed Celestia, “because there’s plenty more where this came from, along with lots of other goodies for you to gobble up.”

Flurry Heart wiped the drool from her lips, returning Celestia’s grin with her own. “Auntie? Chocolate chips and ice cream, really?”

“I know,” the princess giggled, “but technically, your mother said no desserts. I personally would still consider all this as breakfast. Wouldn’t you agree?”

“Oh, definitely. Thanks auntie.”

“Of course, dear. Don’t let it get cold now. Enjoy yourself.”

Flurry Heart needed no second bidding; over how long it's been since her last proper gorging, she was as eager to glut herself as a stallion in a pie eating contest. The moment Celestia served the plates on the table, the young glutton pulled a plate over and dove into it face first. Cheeks splattered with butter and syrup, she ate without shame, using her own hooves to shove stacks of five pancakes and waffles at a time before licking her hooves clean. Celestia looked on with glee, ecstatic to see her niece guzzling plate after plate in a matter of seconds. As the number quickly dwindled down, she returned to the kitchen to wheel out another batch.

The euphoria of gorging herself once again left Flurry Heart in a state of trance-like bliss. Her muffled moaning filled the dining room with each stack of food she swallowed. The sweetness of the dessert toppings danced across her tongue, livening her taste buds in a ballet of sugary goodness. In between waiting for more plates of food, she rubbed at her globular gut, murmuring with contentment at finally being able to feel her meals actually making a dent in her capacity. She sloppily grinned, relishing the feeling of letting herself go once more.

As she continued filling her face, she suddenly felt something soft and cushiony push up behind her. It surprised her to see a train of pillows coming through the dining room exit, all of them magically floating in a golden aura. Celestia exited the kitchen with another round of breakfast, building up the pyramid of pillows until they reached past Flurry Heart’s head.

“Why don’t we get you more comfortable, Flurry dear. Lay back and relax.”

Allowing herself to be pushed backward, Flurry Heart grew flustered by how accommodating her aunt was. She laid at an angle, blushing at her belly bulging out in front of her, while her chunky thighs spread themselves apart and slightly lifting her hooves off the ground. She nestled herself into the soft cushions, feeling as if she were lying on a cloud. Her hooves tucked in close to her chest, unsure of what to do with them as Celestia magically floated food up to her mouth.

“Luna and I used to feast like this way back in the day. Now you can enjoy yourself like a proper princess.”

Celestia trotted off to the kitchen, leaving Flurry Heart to simply open her mouth and have her food fed directly to her. As the magic shoved her meals in her face, she wore a crooked smile, eyes rolling from the comfort and pleasure from such a hedonistic feeding. Gulp after gulp, she felt her stomach growing increasingly stuffed. With her hooves free, she rubbed at its soft bulk, lifting and dropping it atop of her portly thighs with a plop. Her flanks, waist, and lush arms jiggled in place. Wolfing down the last batch of pancakes, she gave her gut a series of playful pats.

“*Oorp*, *uff*, I love my aunt.”

New plates of pancakes and waffles formed a floating magical line out of the kitchen, seemingly endless despite how many Flurry Heart gobbled up. The new batch was loaded with more fruits and chocolate chips, as well as extra butter and ice cream for the foods that had them. Judging her to be fully in a gluttonous rhythm, the plates thus began shoving food in her mouth two at a time. With both her hooves, she forced ten pancakes and waffles down her gullet, licking each plate clean of toppings and syrup before moving onto the next.

The increased rate in which she ate helped to swell her out nicely. While laying on her pillows, her belly had all the room it needed to spill out in front of her, flowing over the carpet and brushing against the table. The girth of her thighs further lifted her hooves, dangling them in mid air over a plateau of blubber. Her waist and hips increased in thickness, giving her more to grab ahold of and wobble around. It thrilled her to have more blubber than she can grab onto, enticing her curiosity on just how fat her aunt would make her.

As she pondered, Celestia exited the kitchen, looking on at her fatter niece with amazement. “My oh my, Flurry dear, you really were starving.” She approached her, gently patting her gut which reached up to her neck. “Just listen to that poor belly, asking for so much more. Not to worry, I have just the thing.”

Cutting past the line of breakfast foods came baskets of candied apples, chocolate dipped strawberries, and chocolate bananas. Numerous banana splits soon followed, each with ample portions of ice cream while the banana itself was barely noticed.

Flurry Heart smirked. “These look a lot like, *bworp*, desserts to me.”

“I consider them more as…enchanced fruits. Plus, the banana splits have more banana than ice cream, don’t you think so?”

“They sure do,” Flurry Heart returned Celestia’s wink with one of her own.

“Goodness, look at the time. Only an hour before six. We better make the most of this meal before then. Wouldn’t want to break any rules, of course, and this poor belly needs its sustenance.”

Flurry Heart couldn’t have agreed more, graciously accepting the new line of floating food. Celestia once more patted her gut before leaving to prepare more. Now sufficiently stuffed, each new mouthful pushed out the young princess’ crowded stomach further. With two lines of plates to eat, they quickened their pace in feeding her. More food shoved in her mouth before she could swallow the previous mouthful, forcing her to gulp down even larger globs that filled her cheeks to the brim.

The level of hedonistic pleasure that filled Flurry’s being felt incredible. Mouthful by mouthful, she winced swallowing each hulking portion, feeling her gullet expand to twice its length before the cannonball of food glorped into her stomach. The sugar, butter, cream, and moistened bread of her meals sloshed within her, molding around her covetous hooves as she caressed her abundant fat. She could feel her belly further pouring onto the table, as well as further enveloping her thighs the wider she became. Her blubber appeared to pack on quickly. The only thing that would have made the moment more sensual, would be to have more hooves to help her rub.

Time passed, and the line of food seemed to never stop. After a half hour, a third line of food exited the kitchens, consisting of apple, pumpkin, and banana cream pies, all topped with whipped cream. Flurry imagined the excuse would be they contained more pumpkin and apple than pie, which suited her gluttonous needs well. She groaned from shifting her position, trying to sprawl herself even wider, giving her legs more room and making way for her belly, which now began surpassing her in height.

The angle she laid at grew lower due to her increasing weight. The ceiling was in full view, and she could no longer see the room in front of her past her gut. She could feel her shrinking hind hooves sinking into her legs, while her expansive rear lifted her thighs off the ground. Her thick forelegs became heavier to lift, which helped to create an even larger wave of rippling blubber whenever she slammed them down on her belly.

Minutes remained before six p.m, and the end of the line of plates was finally in sight. Flurry Heart moaned after each gulp, dazed and food drunk after what felt like an endless cascade of swallowing, fattening, and fondling her lard. Her widened body grew larger than the stack of pillows that held her up, with her mountainous belly making it a struggle just to move. She happily belched upon finishing the final few plates, languidly patting her gut while sloppily grinning.

“*Ooogh*, this, *hic-hilp*, is the life.” Flurry Heart’s forelegs slumped to her sides, resting on her vast love handles like arms on a sofa. “Gorging yourself on a throne of pillows, *hic-hilp*, and letting yourself just grow, *urp*, and grow, *hic*, and grow. *Huff*, oh yeah. I love being a fat princess, hehe, *hilp*.”

As she basked in her bubbling corpulency, Celestia emerged from the kitchens, looking as if she had finished a long gym session. Wiping sweat from her brow, her face was aglow at the sight of her massive niece. “Goodness me, Flurry, you’ve grown so huge.”

The sun princess couldn’t help but lean up against her, thrilled by her belly’s vociferous sloshes as she playfully wobbled it. “I wasn’t sure just how much you were capable of eating, but you’ve passed with flying colors. My, look at how marvelously fat you are.”

“Heh, thanks auntie, *hnng*,” she grew flustered as Celestia pushed against her belly, sloshing it from side to side. “I enjoyed, *hic-hilp*, every last bite.”

“I’m pleased you did. If only you could see all the plates you’ve piled up on the table. Oh yes, you’d certainly give your mother a run for her money at your age. Rest up, my dear. You’ve certainly earned it.”

Flurry Heart hiccuped in reply, not hearing the last portion of what she said over her burbling stomach and mind focusing on how incredibly stuffed she felt. She turned her head to watch Celestia leaving the room, trading one last smile with her. Nestling into her thick neck rolls, she opted to take a brief nap before returning to her room after a couple hours of digestion. Wearing a crooked smile, she looked forward to seeing all the furniture she was previously disappointed with now feeling better suited for her increased weight.

* * * * *

Midnight struck the castle, and princess Luna had left to perform her nightly duties. The dark halls were filled with Flurry Heart’s pleasured moaning and groaning as she made her way back to her room. A proper mountain of blubber, it felt good to once again feel heaping portions of her lard laden figure thrash and wobble about with but a single step of her hind legs. Despite how long she missed being a mobile barn of fat, she had to give her father credit; his daily exercise routine for her came in handy for managing her current weight.

Pushing open her bedroom door, the room filled with her labored groans as she fought against the tight door frame. It delighted her to experience such a struggle, wiggling through her mammoth of a belly and elephantine hips until falling onto the floor with a squelch. She crawled over to her bed, pulling herself on top of her and squeezing between the canopy. The bed frame groaned underneath but miraculously managed to hold. Flurry Heart blushed feeling her blob of a gut slightly hang over the edges of the bed, while her hind legs rested on top of it. Pushing her duffel bag off the bed, she came across Madam Ruby’s orb, remembering how quickly she hid it and left the room for dinner.

Before she could move it aside, it illuminated the room with its purple glow; its center then produced its ominous purple flame, followed by the black flaming visage of Madam Ruby’s head, who didn’t appear all too pleased. “You appeared to have enjoyed yourself. Shoved enough refuse down your gullet?”

“*Oogh*, definitely,” replied Flurry Heart, “I haven’t eaten this good, *hic-hilp*, in weeks. You should have seen it. Auntie Celestia just kept feeding me plate after plate, even stuffing it, *hic-hilp*, in my mouth, *orp*, until I couldn’t hold anymore. My aunts always spoiled me with treats when I was younger. But now that I’m way fatter, *hic-hilp*, they’re really helping me pile on some serious lard, hehe, *hilp*.”

“Insolent hog,” the mare scolded, “do you know how much energy it takes for me to maintain this form? While you blithely stuffed your face, I’ve been lingering here, waiting for your return. Have you forgotten that you’ve made a deal to obey all of my instructions without question?”

“Relax, *hnnng*,” the alicorn rolled slightly on her side, giving the side of her belly multiple smacks, “I’ve been needing to hog it up, *hic-hilp*, for some time now. Nowadays, a good feast, *buuurap*, is worth my weight in gold. I mean, just look at that belly wobble. *Huff*, how can I pass up a chance, *hic-hilp*, to glut myself to this size, hehehe.”

The mare furrowed her fiery brow. It occurred to her the jovial glutton was too bloated and belly brained to comprehend the gravity of what she’d say. The euphoria of her feasting had addled her mind, making reaching her on a practical level an exercise in futility. “Nevermind, just remember you have a task to fulfill here.”

“Yeah, *hic-hilp*, finding the next helping and shoving it in my mouth, right?”

“You’re trying my patience, child. Sleep until you’re better able to listen. Tomorrow you shall hear my instruction, and do as I say.”

Before Flurry Heart could hiccup, the purple flame swallowed the mare and disappeared from sight, returning the orb to its dull blue. The alicorn thought nothing of it, thinking more on the pleasure of how her sloshing gorge felt dragging across her mattress. She pulled herself up to her pillows, tucking the orb underneath them and resting her head. Laying on her side, she did her best to enter into a relaxed state; so filled with giddiness, her heart felt like it was bouncing around in her chest. She was excited to partake in yet another feast no doubt being prepared for her. For, while Celestia helped to engorge her while awake, her auntie Luna would certainly blob her up within her dreams.