The Glory of the Fed One

BACK THEN

Princess Twilight Sparkle stood in front of the large, opulent crystal villa, in one of the most expensive neighborhoods in the Crystal Empire.  Twilight, a lavender alicorn with a dark purple mane and tail, observed the house.  Its shiny domes and pillars certainly made it look impressive.  Twilight regarded it with curiosity, and a little suspicion.

"Cadence did say she thought I should check in on this project of hers..." Twilight's horn flared and a note popped into existence.  Twilight unrolled it and read it.  "And it has to do with... Trixie, too?  Hmm, I haven't seen Trixie in a while.  I wonder how she's doing?"

Speaking this, Twilight caused the scroll to disappear, and she promptly trotted up to the front porch of the villa, not bothering to use her wings.  She reached the front door in no time, and she rapped on it with her front hoof.

A glimmering crystal pony opened the door.  Twilight smiled at her as best she could.  "Oh, hello!  I'm, er, I'm Princess Twili-"

"Oh, Princess Twilight Sparkle!  The Princess of Friendship!" said the crystal pony.  She smiled and bowed.  "Welcome, your highness.  Welcome to the place of the Feeding."

"Feeding..." Twilight whispered under her breath.  Then she grinned.  "Oh, yes, well, I'm told a pony I know is here!  Her name is Trixie Lulamoon, and she--"

"Oh, Miss Trixie!  The Fed One!  Yes, she has been here for a year now.  Oh, she has progressed so well.  She has grown so much!  She has taken so well to the Feeding!"

"Grown..." whispered Twilight, again under her breath.  Out loud, she said, "Well, can I see her?"

"Of course, Princess!  She is finishing up her second daily meal.  She should be almost done.  Follow me."

The crystal pony stepped back, and beckoned into the house.  Twilight stepped inside, the door closing gently behind her, and the crystal pony led her deeper into the villa, through chambers with high ceilings and elaborate walls.

Twilight then noticed something.  She sniffed.  And she grimaced.  "Blech!  What's that smell?"

"Oh, the Fed One can be rather pungent," said the crystal pony.  "She is very, ah, emissive.  I am told, based on the royal archives, that past Fed Ones varied in the extent of this.  Some were more so, some were less so.  Miss Lulamoon is more on the stinkier side, as the historical trends go."

*PPPRRRRRTTTT*

"Ah, that will be her," said the crystal pony.  "Well, here you are."

Twilight groaned in displeasure as a wave of stench hit her nostrils.  She was standing in front of two big double doors, which the crystal pony promptly pushed open.  Twilight walked into the room, trying to ignore the smell.

"*Mrnf* *mnfnf* BUUUURRRPPP!!  Ohhhh, it's always so goooood... is dessert coming?"

"Coming along shortly, O Fed One."

"Good, good, I'm hungry..." Purple eyes swung to the door, and beheld, "Mrmfn, Twilight!" said Trixie, swallowing her latest bite.

"T-Trixie?" said Twilight, gaping in shock.  Because Trixie Lulamoon, her onetime adversary, and now vague acquaintance, was settled on a couch in front of a low table.  Or, it was Trixie, she was pretty sure.  She had her same colors, that light blue with that very soft blue mane and tail.  But this Trixie was... big.

No, this Trixie was fat.

No, this Trixie was OBESE.

"Mnrmfn," mumbled Trixie, mouth full of food.  She swallowed heavily.  "Hold on, Twilight, I've got a few more bites, then we can talk while I wait for dessert."  With that, Trixie's horn flared purple, and chunks of food floated off of plates and platters towards her mouth.  Fried pasties, chunks of pasta, pods glistening with grease.  They all floated towards Trixie, who licked her plump lips.  Her fat, bloated face wore a look of absolute delight.  "Oh, hold on, I just HAVE to eat these!"  So the big bites floated to her one by one.  "HOMF!  CHOMP!  MRNF!" gurgled Trixie as she ate the amount of food--which was actually pretty large, though it still clearly represented only a small portion of what she'd been served for her meal.

Twilight observed her.  Trixie was an extremely fat pony.  Her big cheeks oozed and buttered into a heavy, wattly second chin, puddling like a goiter onto the bloated fat that puffed out in front of her.  Her face was fatty and bloated; just seeing her face made her look like a fattened hog.  Her bloated, saggy chest fat continued around her doughy, bloated front legs, with flab hanging over the main joints of those front legs.  Trixie mumbled in bliss as she swallowed a massive chunk of pasta whole, her flabby front rippling as she did.

Trixie had a huge belly, vast and round and obese, oozing onto the ground as she laid on the couch.  It was a big bulge of blue, and it bloated backwards, taking up so much space between her front legs and her back legs.  And those back legs!  Her back thighs were so incredibly fat, swollen and vast with their bulk, inflating her cutie marks to double their old size.  Her tail wisped daintily above her ass.  Her ASS!  Each butt cheek was almost as big as Twilight's entire body.  Twilight was in awe of how back-heavy Trixie was.  The fat mare's rump almost gave her belly a run for its money.

"Rmrnf."

The eating noises from Trixie drew Twilight's attention.  She looked at Trixie, enraptured by the feast she was inhaling.  And then she saw her middle.  That big belly, that big round gut that must have almost touched the ground when she stood.  It was GLOWING.  It was glowing bright green, and as Twilight watched, bright rings of glowing green emanated from that belly, expanding a few feet from the glutted blue gut before they vanished.  The rings kept emanating, all as Trixie ate.

But Trixie finished soon enough.  She proved to be a very fast eater.

"BOOORRRRRPPP!!!" belched Trixie, her big doughy double chin jiggling with the manly burp.  "Ahhh," she sighed, contentedly.  The glowing green rings had vanished from her midsection.  "Ahhhhhh," she sighed softly.  Then her dainty, plump front hooves, which Twilight could tell were carefully manicured, set themselves upon the ground.  "HooooOOOOPPP!" grunted Trixie--a heavy, groaning grunt from deep in her gut.  A proper fat girl grunt.  "OOOOF!" groaned Trixie, as she hauled herself to her hooves.  Twilight was amazed.  The big, fat pony was immense.  Her gut was barely an inch off the ground.  Trixie was bigger around than she was tall.  "Ahhh," she groaned, contentedly, waddling in Twilight's direction, huge belly swinging heavy and low.  "Who comes to call upon the Fed One?"

"Trixie, it's me!  It's Twilight Sparkle!" said Twilight.  "Remember?"

"Oh, Twilight?" said Trixie.  "I, uh..."

And Twilight saw Trixie's fat face go blank.  Twilight saw those purple eyes go milky, and dull.  For just a moment, Trixie looked... stupid.  She'd never been AS smart as Twilight, but as Trixie stared at Twilight then, Twilight almost felt like there was a total idiot in front of her.  So unlike Trixie.  Even as Twilight watched, a dollop of drool oozed out of Trixie's fatty mouth.

But it was only for a moment, and then Trixie's eyes were clear again.  "Oh, yes, Twilight!" said Trixie.  "Hey, Twilight!  BOOORRRRPPP!!" Trixie belched loudly in Twilight's face, the hot, stinky air bathing Twilight in its stench.  "Oh, sorry!  Trixie is used to doing as she pleases these days!"

*PPRRRTTTTTTTTT*

"Ungh," groaned Twilight, as the stench fanned out from Trixie's bottom.

"Ahhh," sighed Trixie contentedly.  Twilight could actually SEE her huge butt cheeks relaxing and oozing outwards in the aftermath of the flatulence.  "Speaking of, oh, sorry.  My handlers let me do as I please."

"Your... handlers?" Twilight said.  Her face was twisted in confusion.  "Trixie, how long have you been up here?  And why are you so..."

"So fat?" asked Trixie.  Her hoggish face, with its bloated cheeks, its saggy jowls, and its drooping chins, oozed in motion as Trixie smiled.  "Well, Twilight, Trixie is immensely important!  Trixie has become the solution to all sorts of problems!"

"You... have?" asked Twilight, purple eyes bulging in shock.

"Ohh, yes," said Trixie.  "My size, my wideness, my girth... it's all to save Equestria!  There would be no crops, except for me!"  Trixie's heavy fat face rippled, and Twilight was about to ask what was wrong before Trixie opened her mouth: "BUUURRRRPPP!!!"  A huge groan echoed from the depths of Trixie's vast guts.  "Excuse me, Twilight.  Trixie doesn't normally apologize for belches, but you're a guest."

"What do you mean there would be no crops, except for you?"

"Well, it's a bit complicated..." Trixie's tail twitched breathily between her prominent fatty buttocks.  "Basically, I eat, and things grow.  The more I eat, the more things grow.  There's a... a..."

That milky, stupid look came into Trixie's eyes and face again.  Again an oozing of drool came out of her mouth.

"Anyway, who cares how it happens!" said Trixie, coming back to her senses.  "The point is, Twilight, I've never been happier!  This is my destiny!"

"Your... destiny?" asked Twilight.  Trixie smirked at her, her massive second chin bulging prominently as she did.  Trixie continued to look very smug, and very happy, as Twilight walked around the big fat pony.  Twilight poked a hoof into Trixie's considerable belly.

"Ooh!" cooed Trixie.  "That tickles!"

"So... your destiny is to eat and get fatter?" asked Twilight.

"Yesss," said Trixie, smiling at her as Twilight returned to the big pony's front. "Princess Cadence and Prince Shining Armor explained everything.  I don't remember it all, exactly..." again a hint of that dull, stupid look, "but I know that my eating, and getting fatter, is essential to crops growing in the Crystal Empire!  And the more I eat, the more crops grow!"  Trixie grinned hugely, her heavy bloated cheeks and chins spreading wider than ever.  "And I love it, honestly!  Trixie never realized how much joy there was in eating all day.  I truly am happy to feed, and feed, and feed!"

"I... wow," said Twilight.

"Oh, uhn," mumbled Trixie.  Her fat face jiggled as it contorted.  "Ahhhh..." she sighed, a pleasant happy comfort spreading across her face.

*pssssssss*

"Oh, what?" asked Twilight. She dashed around the big fat pony's body.  Sure enough, Trixie was pissing.  Her tail was cocked back, and a heavy stream of bright yellow urine flowed from her urethra, spattering in acid wetness onto the floor.

"Oh, she's peed!" said one of the nearby crystal ponies.  "Alert the cleanup crew!"

At that moment another crystal pony approached them.  "Fed One, your dessert is ready!"

"Mmm, mmm, MMMMM," mumbled Trixie, and Twilight saw her lick her lips.  "Hmmm, hmmm, the Fed One needs her dessert, come one..."  As Twilight watched, Trixie swung her huge body around.  Twilight actually got knocked back as Trixie's massive left buttock slammed into her.  Trixie heaved her huge body towards the table, accompanied by half a dozen serving ponies all bearing trays.  Twilight saw the last dribbles of her urine squirting out behind her as she moved.

"Oh, Twilight?"

"Hmm?"  Twilight turned around.  She smiled.  "Oh, Cadace!"  Sure enough, there was Princess Cadance, tall and pink and beautiful with her candy-striped mane, standing in the doorway to the room.  "Oh, Cadance, I'm so confused!" said Twilight, hurrying to her.  She looked over her shoulder; Trixie was already smashing a cream pie into her face.  "Oh, Cadance, what is it with Trixie?  Why is..."

"How long have you been here?" asked Cadance.  "I should have made sure I got here before you, so I could explain some things."

"Maybe twenty minutes.  What exactly has HAPPENED to Trixie?"

Cadance took Twilight aside, and led her out of the room.  "In the Crystal Empire, there is an ancient ritual..."

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RIGHT NOW

Twilight and Cadance trotted down the halls of the crystal villa.

*FWOOOOOOOSSSSHHHHHH*

Their manes and tails were billowed as a pungent wind blew over them.  Twilight raised her snout, and sniffed.  "Hoo, boy," said Twilight.  "That's quite a fart."

"Oh, that's mild," said Cadance.  "I've been here in the aftermath of beany, cheesy days.  Burrexican food days.  THOSE days you can feel and smell her flatulence from the other side of the villa.  You will not believe the power of her anus when it's got a full load."

*FWOOOOOOOSSH*

The stinky breeze blew over them again, ruffling their manes and tails.  Twilight now knew not to pay it mind.  "How's she doing?"

"Happy," said Cadance.  "So happy, and so productive.  And so effective.  Our crop yields went up again this year."  Cadance chuckled.  "Heh, she may go down in history.  She might crack into the record books as one of the most effective Fed Ones in the entire history of the Crystal Empire.  The magic is POTENT in her, and she's taken to the totemic role like a duck to water."

"Or like a pig to mud, as the case may be," said Twilight.

"Ha HA," chuckled Cadance, somewhat darkly.  "Even I'm surprised at what a glutton she can be.  I think that may have something to do with her effectiveness.  There's a theory among some of our top magic ministers that her power as the Fed One has something to do with her greed for food."

Twilight chuckled.  "She was always very greedy.  For fame, for attention, for success.  And she always loved to eat.  She was pretty chubby, when she first left us to come up here, all those years ago."  Twilight shook her head.  "Maybe she had a fat girl living inside her all along."

They had reached the double doors.  "Maybe," said Cadance.  She shoved the doors open.  "But THIS fat..."

*FWOOOOOOOOSSHHH*

"OOoooooooohhhh...." came the deep, moaning mumble.

Twilight and Cadance stared into Trixie's immense chambers.  Immense, but Trixie filled more than half of them.

Trixie was no longer just fat.  No longer just obese.  Trixie was a massive edifice of huge flab.  Trixie was titanic.  Trixie was immense.  Trixie was fatter than anything in the world.

Her dull, glassy eyes shone feebly out from a face that was, by itself, BIGGER than Twilight Sparkle.  Trixie's face was immense in the swathing of its fat.  Her eyes were squinted, and her horn was buried in the fat of her forehead.  She had cheeks the size of bicycle wheels, and one, two, three, four, FIVE chins.  Trixie's face was of incredible fatness.  She looked nothing like her old self, she looked like some kind of huge animal instead, like an elephant of a whale.

Her front legs were useless amid her fat.  These legs were sleeved and swathed in the sheer amount of flabby adipose tissue that surrounded them.  Trixie was so fat that the sheer amount of fat upon her rendered her immobile.  Her front hooves, uselessly cocooned in flab, were lifted off the ground by her belly.

That belly!  Trixie's belly was eye-wateringly massive, and each half of it could have filled a small room on its own.  It was hard to overstate just how huge Trixie's belly was, and how much it contributed to her being ten, twenty, THIRTY times as big as she had originally been when she'd become the fed one, all those years ago.  Feet and feet, meters and meters, of light blue flab that rippled and jiggled through her heavy, fattened motions as it lifted both her hooves off the ground.  It was insane to think of the size of Trixie's belly.

Only equaled by her mammoth ass cheeks.  Trixie sometimes, stupidly, liked to moan and mutter that she had "junk in the trunk," which she certainly did.  Her butt was two dozen feet wide, at LEAST.  Each individual butt cheek was BIGGER than a gigantic boulder in the desert, and her cutie marks were three, four, five, SIX times the size of her own original body.  Her back legs were as useless as her front legs, lifted off the ground by the rear reaches of her belly.  But her back legs had more fat on them than her front legs, giving her quite the enormous pair of thighs.  Like the thighs of a dinosaur.

A dinosaur.  An elephant.  A whale.  Trixie's size had reached the level of these animals.  Trixie was mammoth.  Trixie was colossal. Trixie was the fattest thing on the planet.

"BOOOORRRRPPPP!!!!" belched Trixie, and Twilight and Cadance were flecked with heavy droplets of drool.  Trixie had burped at them.  Now her beady purple eyes took sight of them, and her huge face, an infinity of folds and rolls and chins, contorted as her tiny, buried mouth smiled.  "Prinnnncessss Caaaaadddaaannnncceee...."

Her voice was huge and heavy, like from the bottom of a well.  She spoke slowly, groaningly.  It sounded like a mountain speaking.

"Heya, Trixie!" said Cadance.  "I've brought you a visitor!  This is your old friend, Twilight Sparkle!"

Trixie's gigantic face stopped smiling.  Her beady purple eyes were milky.  Twilight saw them jiggle, saw them waver, as they beheld her.  "Mrnrnf," mumbled Trixie.  Twilight saw that her entire front fat folds and flab swaths were coated in heavy, wet drool.  More drool came in heavy drippings as Trixie stared at Twilight.  Her purple eyes were milky.  Dull.  Stupid.

"You mentioned that she's lost intelligence, right?" Twilight said to Cadance.

"Yes," said Cadance.  "But seeing her totally fail to remember you really drives it home.  The power of the magic, amplified by her size, has blotted out huge swaths of her brain.  The more she becomes sunk into her role as the Fed One, the less her brain knows anything other than the Fed One's duties."

"Uhhhhhhh...." came the heavy rumbled from Trixie.  The milky, stupid eyes blinked.

"Wow, and you said she was one of the most successful Fed Ones ever, right?" said Twilight.  Twilight winced.  "So her mental degradation must be... considerable, right?"

"She's barely more than livestock at this point," said Cadance.  "I'm amazed she's still able to speak.  She's completely succumbed to idiocy.  The only reason she knows MY name is that she sees me often."

"Dooooonnn'tttttt..." mumbled Trixie.

*FWOOOOOOOSSSHHHHHHH*

The fart washed over them all.

"IIIIIIIII doooon''ttttt.... knooooowwwww...." mumbled Trixie, drool oozing heavily from her mouth.  Twilight actually winced.  The sheer, incredible stupidity on display before her was almost painful to behold.  Trixie was no longer sapient.

So, gently, Twilight walked up to the gigantic mass of fat.  She gently, tenderly stroked Trixie's cheek.

"Ohhhhh," moaned Trixie, immense face oozing and rippling as she leaned into the tender touch.

"I'm someone who cares about you, Trixie," said Twilight.  "I'm someone who cares about you, and will always care about you."

"Thhhaaaaaannnnkkkkk yyyyyyoooooouuuuuu," rumbled Trixie.  "IIIIIIIItttttt'ssss soooooo niiiiiiiiceeeee."  The Trixie's milky idiot eyes fixed Twilight with a dull, stupid look.  But Twilight thought she could detect the ghost of appreciation.  And that was good enough for her.

*FWWWWWOOOOOOSSSSSHHH--SPLRT!*

"Ohhhhhhhhh," moaned Trixie massively, gaze turning away from Twilight.  She was now staring straight ahead, and her whole titanic body was churning and sloshing, like a gigantic wave at sea.  "Ohhhhh...."

"That was--oh, MAN," said Twilight, holding a hoof up to her nose.  "The smell's gotten worse!"

"I heard it," said Cadance.  "That last fart had a shart in it.  That means she's about to poop.  It's probably time for us to leave."

"No."

"Wait?" said Cadance.  She gaped at her old babysitting client.  "You want to STAY?  For this?"

"I'm... morbidly curious," said Twilight.  "She's so BIG... I have to admit, I'm really curious to see what it's like."

"Imagine a huge mudslide that stinks worse than anything in the world."

"Yeah, but..."

"Ah, pardon me, princesses," said one of the crystal ponies, coming close.  "But if you're going to stay, I'd recommend either wearing a gas mask or casting an anti-stench smell on yourselves."  She lifted two gas masks into their general vicinity.

"You wanna stay?" said Cadance.

"You know... yes, I do," said Twilight.  "For science."

"Ohhhhhhhhh," moaned Trixie, heavy deep voice rising on the air.  "Ohhhhhh.... gggggonnnnnnnnaaaa gooooooooo....."

Cadance grabbed a gas mask from the crystal pony.  "Well, suit yourself.  Just be prepared."

Twilight's horn flared.  She cast an anti-stench smell on herself.  But she modified it: she let herself DETECT the smell, but not be BOTHERED by it.  She glanced at Cadance.  "I'm going to watch it firsthand.  I'll be right back."  And she walked around the mountain of fat blue pony.  She walked around the pony a hundred, a THOUSAND times bigger than she was.

She reached the vast backside of Trixie.  From back here, Trixie's buttocks were even bigger, looming like colossal twin globes high above her head.  Twilight, through her spell, detected a powerful stench already.  She looked up, and saw that Trixie's twin buttocks were caked in goopy brown muck.  Her tiny tail, small and useless amid the vastness of her body, was also stained with the slop, dripping down onto the outer curves of her ass cheeks.

"You back here to watch the show, princess?" asked one of the crystal ponies.

"Yes," said Twiight.  "Is that... poop, already?"

"Yup," said the crystal pony.  "About three times out of ten her farts are wet.  We hate it," and he grimaced as he said it.  "Means it's gonna be a big load.  Won't fit in the normal vat, we're gonna need an entire dumpster for this one."

A buzzing filled her ears.  Twilight twitched her ears instinctively as a fly buzzed around her head.  It buzzed away from her, drifting back towards the poopy depths of Trixie's ass crack.

"Does she have a lot of flies?" asked Twilight.

"We try to keep her clean," said one crystal pony, "but it's inevitable that she has some.  There's about two colonies of flies who eat the poop she makes.  You've gotta understand, princess, Trixie could fertilize a normal field in a day, just with the amount of poop she makes in a 24-hour period.  You don't really appreciate it until you have to deal with it."

Twilight's jaw dropped open.  "That's... amazing!  The sheer volume of manure!"  Her mind was racing.  "You could alter her diet to make her produce MORE poop!  You could generate huge amounts of fertilizer, not just for the Crystal Empire but for all of Equestria!  Trixie could--"

"OOooohhhhhhhh," moaned Trixie from far in front of them.

*GRRRRRRRGGGGGGGLLLLLLL*

The Crystal Ponies vacated the immediate vicinity, one of them hastily wheeling a dumpster close enough.  Twilight did not move fast enough.

*SPPPPPRRRLLLLLLLLTTTTTTTTT*

An absolute maelstrom of gushering brown sludge belched from Trixie's anus.  Twilight couldn't believe the smell she was detecting, even through her spell.  Her urethra was spitting out a gusher of heavy yellow urine, almost like whitewater.  Trixie's huge fat back legs uselessly jostled and kicked as she defecated, as the Fed One let loose and took a big dump even by HER standards.

And, unfortunately, the splash and splatter was too much.  Twilight was coated in the sludgy ocean of Trixie's colossal shitting, her entire body not far enough away to prevent Trixie's hundreds of pounds of poop from bathing her, head to toe.  Finally, the torrent of goop ceased--

"Mrnf," mumbled Trixie, far in the front.  She worked her lips.  Her dull, milky purple eyes glimmered stupidly.  With an idiot's smile she gapped her mouth.  "Theeeerrreeee weeeee gooooooo...."

*SPPPRRLLLLTTTTTT*

And a second massive mudslide of goopy feces erupted from her anus, coating both huge buttocks, splashing on the walls, filling and overflowing the big dumpster.  And bathing Twilight yet again.  Trixie smiled stupidly as she felt the enjoyment of emptying her full bowels.

"Ahhhhhh...." she groaned, as the vast eruption finally ceased.  "IIIIIII nneeeeeedeeeeedddd tooooooo goooooooo baaaaaadddddd...."

With a final belch of her anus, and a final blast of urine from her OTHER hole, she was done.  Cadance, wearing her gas mask, walked around Trixie's huge body, back to her gigantic, immense ass cheeks.

She winced.  Twilight was sprawled on the ground, caught totally in the wash and backwash of Trixie's huge poop.  She was covered in goopy feces, purple fur and feathers coated completely.  Cadance stood above her, as she was sprawled in a poopy swell on the ground.  "I tried to warn you..." she said.

Twilight sat up.  "Ohhh.... shit!" she roared out loud.  "Oh, Celestia, it's in my mouth!"

"Can someone please clean Princess Twilight Sparkle up?" Cadance said, and the crystal ponies hurried to attend to the two princesses.

At the front of the huge, massive, colossal body, Trixie worked her mouth.  "Ohhhhh," she moaned.  Drool dolloped from her mouth.  But then she smiled, stupid and happy.  "IIIIIII wwaaaaaannnntttt dessssserrrttt...."

END