There was a pony standing in the reflective square, staring back at her worriedly; in many ways, the two of them were very similar to each other. They were both unicorns with pale white fur and long purple manes, as well as beautiful deep blue eyes. The image was wearing what appeared to be a sky blue shirt and a black skirt, much like what Rarity could remember wearing the previous night. She even noticed that this other pony had very nearly the exact same cutie mark, three blue diamonds emblazoned on her thighs.

What the mirror-Rarity had that Rarity herself didn’t have, however, was a gigantic pair of breasts that defied any kind of size she would have thought possible – she couldn’t even begin to guess what cup size they must be – barely contained by the shirt she wore, round globes hanging from her chest, spreading out to either side so that their combined width came close to rivaling her height. For as large as these mammoth mammaries were, however, they weren’t enough to completely obscure a glob of white-furred flesh vying for space beneath them, a bulging gut that hung nearly to the unicorn’s knees, lined with sagging folds of flab, creases running along its circumference with a deep, cavernous pit of a navel at the very front. The legs she stood upon were huge columns of pale fat, thick sleeves covering each segment and pressing upon each other, thickening up to their widest at her hips, where each of them alone was wider than an ancient tree trunk, their breadth roughly equal to her monstrous bosom. It was like looking at a twisted, distorted version of herself in some funhouse mirror at a carnival.

Except this wasn’t just a trick. This wasn’t a special mirror designed to show a warped reflection of whoever stood in front of it. This wasn’t an enchanted mirror that projected an alternate image of somepony, or even a mirror that was a portal to some alternate dimension of fatness. The Rarity she saw reflected in the mirror wasn’t a fabrication of any kind, but was truly and beyond a fraction of a doubt herself – this was what she truly looked like now.

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Update: I redid the colors in SAi for better quality plus also added shading and a background, going to redo the thumbnails for the series too.

"Story" is just a scene from Learning Curves. Think of it as a teaser. :P

This was a commission I got from  badgerben a few weeks ago, which I then colored in. This is also where the thumbnail for the series comes from, but I'm only now submitting the full pic because Learning Curves Part 2 is finished and I felt it would be best to wait until after it was posted because that was where the primary context for this picture would be.

Not really sure if this should be listed as mature or not.
My Little Pony belongs to Hasbro.
Be sure to look at the original submission too!
And if you want to know what led up to this picture, you should take a look at Learning Curves Part 1 and Part 2.



I know that Rarity's mane and tail are supposed to have this sort of gradient shading effect, but there wasn't really any way for me to do that with OpenCanvas and my limited art skills, so I just tried to make one side a slightly different color.



In retrospect I really shot myself in the foot by using "The Worst Possible Thing" as a title already because I couldn't really think of any other good titles for this so I had to just go with something generic.