An interesting question has been playing upon the minds of many ponies across Equestria, for quite some time too: Where is Princess Luna? It’s been several months since the Princess of the Moon was last seen in a public setting, that being at a banquet, where the blue alicorn had proceeded to eat a ‘generous’ portion of food. No doubt part of the reason why she’d been looking rather… fat, and had progressively been putting on the pounds since her reappearance. Then, out of the blue, she disappeared from the public eye. Even castle staff working in the Lunar wing hadn’t seen hide nor hair of Luna. The only thing they knew was the constant stream of various unmarked boxes flowing too and from her bedroom.

Aside from her closest personal guard, nopony had been permitted to enter… well, to this day, that was. A fashion designer, by the name of Extravaganza, had been given a personal invitation to visit. Far from the stereotypical appearance of somepony into fashion, she’d managed to haul her enormous blubbery form up the maze of staircases and into Luna’s abode. Welcomed inside, and armed with her sewing equipment, she wasn’t quite prepared for the sight that awaited her.

To say the Lunar Princess had ballooned in her absence was an understatement. In just three months, she’d gone from fat to an immobile blob. Massive rolls of fat swaddled her form, pooling against the ground as they sagged under gravity. Her face was cocooned in a concentric procession of folds, her facial features expanded into absurdity as watermelon sized cheeks squeezed past a waterfall of chins that melded with truck tires worth of neck rolls. Her hooves, both fore and rear, had sunken into the great stacks of lard that her limbs had expanded into, the barest of nubs seen amongst the roiling amassment of flab.

The part of her that was the most impressive, however, was the mare's plot cheeks. Despite Extravaganza’s obesity, she couldn’t hold a candle to even one of the immense doughy orbs that blimped out behind Luna, with each one towering over the grey-green unicorn like a tidal wave crashing down. Her cutie marks had stretched to absurd sizes, the crescent moons so wide that they could be mistaken for an actual celestial body. Nothing but two giant orbs of juicy princess meat, jiggling and wobbling with each slight movement the titan of a mare made.

Before Extravaganza could recompose herself, Luna’s voice boomed out, albeit a little deeper and slower than it had been. After some back and forth chatter, Extravaganza learned a few things. Firstly, the princesses' new size was a product of two things: her love of food, and a subsequent love of fat. She adored her new size, enjoyed the feeling of the heft and the softness and comfort it brought. Hiding away, she decided to indulge herself and truly experience the culinary world, receiving shipments of food from across Equestria and beyond. Such rampant gluttony hadn’t been without consequence, as the mare’s now multi-ton body could attest to. But even as her mobility was robbed by a prison of her own making, she continued to gorge on, revelling as her form turned into something akin to a mound of oozing dough.

Finally, she’d decided it was time to share the new Luna with the world, and she intended to dress to impress. She wanted an outfit to show off her enormity, to show the resplendent beauty of her rubenesque form and to show how much she loved it all. That was where Extravaganza came in. A simple fashion designer/seamstress who occasionally designed for the plus sized, now tasked with clothing what had to be the fattest mare in Equestria. A mammoth task, involving Extravaganza painstakingly measuring and noting every aspect of her form. Using hooves and magic, she wrapped the vinyl lengths around every section of the blobby monarch, the tapes sinking deep into the oozing midnight flab.

It was long work, her sheer size and strange anatomy slowing down what would typically be a very quick part of the process. Even so, both parties were rather enjoying the process. Extravaganza had always had a thing for individuals of a larger size. Fondling and groping the pliant flesh was utterly divine, both for herself, and her client, who was adoring the feeling of her enormous body being rubbed and played with. She’d even lifted Extravaganza onto her back to get a ‘better angle’ for her measurements. Given her own weight, she sunk into the great swaths of lard ringing Luna’s back.

Luna has to suppress a moan, feeling Extravaganzas own soft, obese body squash against her own was as pleasurable as the small stack of fruit pies she was munching on. From her vantage point, she tried to measure the royal plot. Even with three tapes, she only just managed to span the insane width of the blubber mounds, all the while her apologies over the time taken were dismissed; Luna wanted it to be perfect, even if it would take a while longer. Gobbling down another pie, the blimp of a mare relaxed, letting the seamstress work her body, scrutinising every fat pocket, curve and fold of blubber form, enjoying just how big she’d grown… and imagining just what everypony would think once they saw her, garbed in a dress as beautiful as it was immense.

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