'In the past week she had gained a quite plush look, but regardless of her size already being increased, her sister did not find it to be enough. Or quick enough. The cake was forced and crammed into her mouth quicker and more and more brutal, magic helping it find its way into her middle.

"Luna, you are doing well, but we need to speed things up. They need you very soon and I can not send you there if you are so thin. It would make things easier if you struggled less."

But she had to struggle. As she agreed to this, she knew it would hurt. She knew, that she would gain. But things were getting out of hoof here. She hadn't expected it to be so much. Her stomach was already serving as a cushion, and yet, she was to be filled to bigger sizes? Even quicker?

Was Celestia perhaps planning something different with her, than they had agreed on? Or was this, in fact, what had been planned all along?'