Writefriend's take on Glorious Moonbutt

Let flow the brilliance of blessed writefriend once more, as he delivers to us the tale of Glorious Moonbutt's bloatening.  Also horsefucking

>Walking around town
>You pass by Sugarcube Corner, just strolling around, taking in sights
>Suddenly, you hear a shout from inside Sugarcube corner
>"WE DO ENJOY THIS MODERN FOOD YOU BRING BEFORE US!"
>Well, that voice gives it away
>But why in the hell would Luna be-
>You open the door
>What in the hell
>Luna is at a table, her sparkling mane flowing behind her as usual, surrounded by all kinds of food
>Using her horn to ingest as much meat and sweets as possible
>Her naturally slim body being replaced with a bloated, flabby midsection, slowly inflating as she attacks the stacks of calories in front of her
>I suppose 1000 years on the moon leaves your metabolism and appetite whacked.
>You enter the building, being attracted by the growing mass of the princess, being the only being around to dare get close to her in this situation.

>Luna turns to notice you, her filling mouth taking a short break from intaking pastries to loudly enquire you
>"OUR SUBJECT, WHO ART THOU?"
>Her voice snaps you out of your gaze at her royal engorged body, and looking back at her eyes
"Oh, your magesty... Please, I'm just known as Anon."
>"AH, YES. WE WERE TOLD OF THE FOOD YOU BROUGHT TO THIS TOWN, SO WE DECIDED TO TRY IT FOR OURSELVES!"
>Huh, your old Earthly job at McDonald's seems to have helped you get a name for yourself in Equestria
"Well, it's great to see you've enjoyed it, your highness..."
>Great indeed.
>"THOU SHALL BRING US MORE."
>You look to the counter at Pinkie. Pinkie shrugs as if they are all out of stocks for the moment...

"Your magesty, I am unable to give you more food at this time..."
>The princess starts to show a little anger in her eyes
>"DOES THOU NOT REMEMBER THE TALE OF NIGHTMARE MOON?"
>You embarrassingly do not.
"Er..."
>She grins.
>"IF THOU DOES NOT BRING OFFERINGS OF CANDY TO US, THOU HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO BEGIN CONSUMPTION OF THOUSELF!"
>You don't like the sound of this
>Yet your dick certainly did
>Luna isn't oblivious to this at all, and looks down upon your own little horn
"I... Forgive me, your highness..."
>Luna grin turns wider
>"IF THAT IS WHAT THOU OFFERS, THEN IS WHAT WE SHALL HAVE TO TAKE."

"Your majesty..."
>"DIDST THOU THINK WE WERE BELOW THAT? AFTER OUR LAST TIME WAS SO LONG AGO, THOU ARE MOST CERTAINLY MISTAKEN."
>You slowly back away, not minding the royal flank at all, but preferring not to do this in public
>Luna hoists her filled body up, as you see her rump start to sway and her belly sag in her new form
>"THINE HORN SHOWS US THOU LIKES WHAT THEY SEE ON THE ROYAL BODY, EVEN IF THE REST OF THOU ATTEMPTS TO INDICATE OTHERWISE."
>You gulp, helpless to your manhood's want
>"BUT IF THOU WISHES FORNICATION TO OCCUR IN A LOCATION SEPARATE FROM THE REST OF OUR SUBJECTS, THEN WE SHALL GRANT YOUR WISH."
>Luna's horn glows brightly for a moment, partially blinding you
>As everyone else's gasps fade away, the white clears from your eyes to find yourself in your own bedroom
>With Luna spread on your bed

>Luna is spread in a way that shows her fat flowing from her slender alicorn frame to spilling on your mattress
>Seeing as this wasn't in public, you suddenly warm more to serving your princess as she wishes
>"PLEASE, FEED US THOU HORN SO THAT WE CAN APPEASE OUR HUNGER!"
>You begin to remove your clothes, taking off your shirt and socks
>The royalty is not amused by the speed of your disrobing, and decided to take matters into her own hooves by using her horn's powerful magic to strip off all of your clothes at once, then drags you to her own doughy behind
>She looks back at your naked body, using the same eyes of hunger that she had on your world's food. "WELL, SUBJECT?"
>Your own little subject doesn't need to be told twice, and is raring to go
>You slowly bring your sausage to her rump, shuddering as it comes into contact with both sides of the royal flank, being sandwiched by glorious dough
>Luna loses her royal voice and degrades to a far-less royal moan as you find and insert it into her wetting marehood.

>As she turns her head back to take in the feeling of 1000 years of abstaining is taken away, you grin
>You're boning royalty
>Chubby royalty, too, the best kind.
>You use your hands to take hold of both sides of her flank, taking complete control of the situation
>Your fingers sink into her fat a pleasing amount, just how long was she at Sugarcube corner cleaning the stocks?
>The princess continues to be outside her usual character, a stream of moans and groans coming from her mouth instead of her usual in-built megaphone
>"ANON... Anon..."
>Luna's lips loosen around you as she releases, disappointingly early.
>"SUBJECT, WE WISH TO BE FED YOUR FORNICATION JUICES FOR OUR HUNGER TO BE SATIATED."
>Luna lifts and turns her body around as you slide out, the jiggling from her fat keeping you dick well erect.
"As you wish, your highness..."

>Without any hesitation, Luna uses her plump hoof to take your creamstick and shoves it into her mouth as if it were one of the frankfurters she had massacred earlier today.
>She's not the best around, but having any fellatio from a plump ruler of the night feels good
>She uses her tongue hungrily on you, as if you were nothing but food
>You shudder, trying to hold back your cream just yet
>As you get closer to the bridge being built, she unexpectedly lets go of your appendage.
>"THOU SHALT NOT KEEP US WAITING. THOU SHALL FEED US YOUR SEED NOW."
>Well, there goes some of your fun
>Luna's horn glows, as you feel an intense tingle around your soldier, losing even more control of it as she brings it over her open mouth once more
>This gives you another nice view of her glutton-fed body, also.
>You don't last much longer as her powerful magic opens your floodgates and she laps up every last drop of it.
>After a quick swallow, she cancels the magic on you, as your relax on your bed from post-ejaculation tiredness.
>"WE THANK YOU, SUBJECT, FOR ASSISTING US IN DEFEATING OUR HUNGER. HOWEVER, IT IS STILL WITHIN US, AND WE SHALL DEPART IN SEARCH OF MORE NOURISHMENT. AT THIS PARTICULAR MOMENT, WE FEEL MORE INTERESTED IN COOKIES THAN SEMEN."
>Before you can say a word in response, her horn glows, showing a quick silhouette of her plus-sized figure, and she disappears from sight.
>You sigh and start to rest in your bed.
"Hope you can handle her again, Pinkie..."
>Somehow, your bed was able to take Luna's weight and your own combined, but you feel you should get some repair and support work done to it for future safety.

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