Tara Strong reclined in her backstage room’s chair, fixing her hair in the mirror. She was being interviewed on a talk show about, what else, My Little Pony, and had of course said yes to it. Queen of the Bronies they called her, “the best thing in the show”, heh, she didn’t mind all the attention. She stood up and admired her reflection: Blond hair neatly brushed, purple T-shirt with the cutie mark the pony she voiced on it, light blue jeans, and sneakers, because to hell with formal shoes. “I’m Taralicious~” she giggled to herself, recalling the fun she’d had on twitter that time. A knock on the door disturbed her, “Miss Strong?” it called, sounded like a staff member. “A package came for you!” A package? “Oh? Bring it in then!” she said, the stage hand went in and handed it over and she raised an eyebrow slightly: A box with a note on it that read “To Mrs. Strong: This box contains some cupcakes baked just for you! I really love your work and contribution to the many shows you’re in and hope you find these to be nice, signed, an anonymous fan.” She opened the box up and lo and behold, 6 cupcakes in the colour of Twilight Sparkle’s fur colour and adorned with cutie mark frosting. “Aww, how cute!” she smiled, she did like it when fans sent in things that didn’t creep her out (But what can you expect when you’re famous?) and she gently put them to one side, she’d try them after the interview.

Or she would have if her stomach didn’t decide to growl slightly at that point, rather loudly too, making her blush a little. “Ugh, knew I shouldn’t have skipped lunch to get here quicker…” she mumbled, rubbing her stomach. She glanced at the cupcakes and licked her lips a little, they did look tasty. “Just one, don’t want to attract the chubby lovers!” she chuckled to herself, before taking a cupcake out and biting into it. “Mmm! This is actually really good!” she thought, and it was, it tasted delicious, this fan sure knew how to bake! She ate the entire thing and sighed, a tiny burp escaping her lips. “That was good, now I can-“ she was cut off by the sound of her belly gurgling suddenly, and loudly. “Urf!” she put a hand to it and groaned slightly “I feel bloated…what was *urp* in that cupcake?” She didn’t ponder for too long as she suddenly yelped when her usually slim stomach started to feel…softer. She pulled her shit up to see what was happening and her eyes widened; her stomach was growing in size, swelling outwards and billowing up with fat, like a dough ball. “W-what the!?” she gasped, her jeans felt tight on the tummy as it continued to grow, and then around back as she realized her butt was also expanding, slowly started to peak over the top of the jeans as each cheek increased in size. “This can’t be happening, this can’t be-ah!” and there went her breasts, now also ballooning, pressing against her bra and shirt and stretching both out quite a lot, easily being a G cup by the time she stopped her growth spurt.

“Oh…oh my…I’m…I got…” she couldn’t find the right words to explain her situation, only mumble in shock. Tara had put on a large amount of weight from that cupcake, her shirt only covering up to her navel, as her once flat belly had turned into a sizable gut, her ass was filling out her jeans and her boobs had swelled to a size she was actually not that concerned about but still! She put a hand to her face while looking at the mirror, her cheeks had puffed out too and she’d gotten a double chin as well, great. “I can’t go out there like this!” she whined, looking at the cupcake box “Oooh, curse you anonymous fan! Curse you and your deceptively yummy gift!” she wanted to throw the damned things away but stopped when her larger stomach growled once again, louder, deeper, and hungry. “….Maybe, maybe one more won’t hurt…” she mumbled to herself, taking out another fiendish treat and gobbling it up. “Mmm…*burp*” She patted her stomach which jiggled around amusingly. “Why do I feel so content now?” she wondered, before blinking as her stomach gurgled and churned again “Oh god not again!” she yelled, as her chunky frame began blimping once more, but this time with a twist. “Urf, so itchy! Why am I so itchy!?” she grunted, scratching her arms and then recoiling as she noticed a new development: Fur. She was growing *fur!” Purple fur, like…

“AM I TURNING INTO-“ she didn’t finish, her body was being covered in soft, short, fuzzy fur as her hair began to change colour, going from blonde to a dark purple with lighter pink streak in it, and her eyes began to change from their light hazel to a deep indigo. “I AM turning into Twilight!” she screamed, she was becoming a pony!? But not a normal one it seemed, as her hands weren’t becoming hooves, they were just getting fatter and furrier. Her sneakers felt tight before buckling and bursting apart as her feet reformed into hooves, ok *those* were becoming hooves, that’s not so bad. Her ears began changing and moving into the position and form of equine ones, as her face stretched out into a pony’s snout, a small pop from her rear indicating a tail had just sprouted, which she subconsciously swished about in a panic. And finally a small pain in her forehead as a unicorn’s horn grew, sparking slightly as its nerve connection with her brain fired off and made her new magic powers develop. That was her transformation done, but she wasn’t done growing, she still got larger and fatter, rolls of plump pony flesh forming on her sides as her belt burst off and zipper pinged open, surrendering to her impressive gut, the back of her jeans tearing apart as her butt outgrew them, seams on the sides popping open as her thickening legs and hips tore threw them, and to her annoyance, her shirt ripped apart and her bra snapped, her massive pony chest too much for them, but mercifully the fur hid any indecency above *and* below as her panties also gave way. She was an obese, anthropomorphic Twilight Sparkle, in her dressing room, minutes before an interview that the internet would see. Crap.

“Whew…well…this is, new.” She panted, exhausted from her expansion. “I’m gonna be embarrassed in front of the whole world and probably going to become a memetic sex god to the brony culture now…well, more of one.” She mused, rubbing her blubbery stomach in thought. She glanced over at the remaining cupcakes and wondered, if she ate the rest, would it affect her? *Gurgle* “What the hell, I’ve already lost all dignity, might as well.” She decided to try something new, she concentrated really hard and strained, focusing on the cupcakes. Her horn glowed purple and oh! The cupcakes were floating towards her! “Holy crap I can do magic!” She beamed, maybe this wasn’t *so* bad. She quickly gulped down another cupcake and licked her fingers clean, grunted as she felt her stomach slosh and gurgle, she only blimped a little this time, thankfully. “*Urrrrrp* Oof…mmm, if these turn me into Twilight…” a devious smile crept onto her face, quickly becoming the grin of “Crazy Twilight” from that one episode. “I see Faust and the other voice actresses tomorrow, I’ll save these last 2 cupcakes and track down this fan, see if he or she’ll make more…I’m not gonna be the only one here stuck like this! Everypony-oh god did I just say that-will share this!” She cackled an evil, hammy laugh to herself, she *was* a troll after all, and she was gladly going to share her little situation with the other girls, one way or another!

Well, this is the result of being ill, bored, and wanting to try something new. Tara Strong becoming a fatty anthro version of Twilight Sparkle XD If ya ever see this Ms. Strong feel free to murder me, I probably deserve it ;w;
Anyway, I hope you guys like it. If ya don't that hey each to there own, I won't be mad at ya for it, just please refrain from leaving a hateful comment yush? c: