It seemed like such a simple wish, too. All Vesryn wanted was a little more junk in his trunk, that was all. Ten pounds, twenty pounds at most should have done the trick. He even made absolutely certain to word his request just right on that shooting star, after all of those years of stories about wishes-gone-wrong made him quite paranoid about wishing properly.

The unicorn should have had an idea that maybe he was a little bit luckier than most by the time he finally woke up in the morning, about two hours earlier than usual. Much to his dismay, at that. While his typically middle-wiehgt build fell asleep quite easily the night before in his bed, waking up came all too suddenly when he found himself crashing to the floor. The rest of the wooden bed frame and the mattress rose up around him, sandwiching him in as his ass hit the floor quite hard. It seemed that , at least around his midsection and rump,  all of the springs in the mattress were ruined beyond repair and as supportive as cooked pasta. 

Vesryn sighed dejectedly as he tried to slide out, finding that he was getting his hips wedged in the remnants of the mattress far too often. Given his previously-svelte frame, he should have been able to get up in a matter of seconds, not minutes. It was only when he tried to rise his pink-furred self to his feet did he realize that he wasn’t just sleepy; a casual glance in the body mirror hanging on the back of his bedroom door showed off that his wish may have been granted just a bit too well.

His moderate build still remained on his torso and rest of his upper body, that much was true. His pearl-colored hair shone quite well in the light from the sunrise, and his cream-colored horn looked just as brilliant as usual, sparkling slightly as if it were adorned in glitter. From his hips on down, however, he was a changed beast. He may have mentioned only a few pounds being added onto his backside, but he was easily sporting a good eighty extra pounds in his rump, so much so that it was like there was a gigantic medicine ball slipped into each of his ass cheeks. His calves were no better, bloated out to nearly three times their previous size, and calves as thick as an old tree. As he modeled in the mirror he noticed how his reflection constantly jiggled down below, his lavender rolls of pudge ceaselessly wobbling about like gelatin in the midst of an earthquake.

There was only one thing to do in this case, and Vesryn  lurched towards his cell phone as it lay on the night stand beside his bed. He stood there, wondering who in particular he was going to call. Would 911 be able to handle something like this? An ambulance service, maybe? Perhaps one of his friends who dabbled in magic, or maybe some of his scientist friends? All of the options seemed so appealing, but he also considered the fact that he was going to be carted right out the front door for everyone to see, and as much as he wanted everyone to stare at his nude, lilac-hued rump that was the size of two truck tires, he would much rather not live with that sort of public embarrassment.

As the young unicorn stood there, he barely had time to notice that the wish was far from over. Inches not only added themselves slowly onto the circumference of each of his cheeks, but also onto his height as well. It was only by the time he looked up and found that his head was just about ready to scrape along the ceiling that used to be three feet above his head that he had a major problem. The rest of his body started to grow in proportion as well, getting all the more large while his ass still took center stage. And while Vesryn finally had an idea on whom to call, it was far too late; his fingers were twice the size of his phone, and any tapping he did along its surface was futile.

Screaming was a far more useful option, but there was just a slightly problem with that. By the time he was able to do so the walls of his bedroom were crumbling all around him, along with his ceiling. Those shouts were pretty much drowned out not only by the destruction, but also by the numerous neighbors around him gazing upon the sight, seeing their equine friend start to outsize not only the house but most of the block.

The changes came rapidly, with each minute adding nearly doubling the size of his height and weight, with his ass spilling out so much more it was, by many measures, more destructive than any other act of nature his city had ever seen. Every wobble of his backside was enough to send large buildings and small skyscrapers shuddering for a few seconds before they crumbled. Roads and concrete balked and groaned beneath his massive hooves, splintering underneath his thousands of tons worth of unicorn fat.  All the while he tried to keep up his modesty, alternating his cries for help with apologies for all of the destruction he was causing. His creamy tail flittered about, trying to at least cover up the immense crack between his cheeks in order to show some sense of decency. While his hands kept his bits in front as private as they were able.

Help, unfortunately, was not coming in time. His head was already up well into the clouds, at which point he stopped moving around. The atmosphere made it immensely difficult for him to see, but he knew that at his current girth a simple step backward would stamp his own city right into the ground, hundreds of buildings at a single time. The only thing he was thrilled about was the fact that he wasn’t getting light-headed like he expected, but that was not really any solace given the fact that he used to be an ant compared to his current size, especially when he had to crane his head downward in order to look at commercial jets as they passed by around the level of his navel.

To his chagrin, Vesryn’s size was out of control. Not two hours after he woke up and he felt the world he grew up on become barely able to support him any longer. By now he assumed that his hooves were nearly the size of a continent, stretching across at least a dozen different countries,   before he felt the urge to sit down. He did so slowly, trying not to think about the irreparable damage he was doing beneath his flabby lower half, right as he parked his gargantuan keister onto most of the western hemisphere. He could feel the fur along the underside of his cheeks become soaked, assuming he must have landed a good portion of them into the massive oceans of Earth while his tail in all its swaying glory soaked up the sun, undoubtedly leaving hundreds of miles between his tail hair and his buttocks encased in utter darkness.

Still, Vesryn grew, preoccupying his mind by staring at the moon as it grew closer to his nose by the minute. Even in the vacuum in space he found he was able to breathe without an issue, but there was just one more complication. Despite the fact that everything he knew and loved just hours prior were lost to history now, he couldn’t help but blush once he found out that the Earth, which had previously been easy enough to sit on, was proving to be a problem. The shapely equine tried to reach back towards his cheeks, hoping to part them a bit once he found that his home planet had become wedged between his own two titanic globes, but it was no use. Just like when he had woken up earlier on in the morning, he could have stretched both of his arms as wide as he could and still barely been able to to reach back and part his cheeks.

Without any other options, Vesryn tried throwing his whole body into it in order to dislodge what remained of the Earth. Twisting and turning only caused the planet to start to drift out of its typical orbit, with the unicorn starting to float away with the planetary body lodged deeper within his billions of tons of flabby ass. Soon enough the wiggling and tumbling, flipping himself head-over-heels just to get the planet out was of no use as he felt it press upon his ring, his tailhole wanting to stretch out all the more to just take it in and relish it forever. As much as he wished he could get it out and set it back on its proper path, he couldn’t do a single thing to force it back out. That and, truth be told, it just kept sinking further into his soft donut, as if being drawn to an actual black hole.

A dark crimson blush spread across his golden muzzle as he moaned out into the void. He knew nobody could hear him, and maybe it was all for the best. It was such an impassioned, sexual yelp that, if it could be heard, would have rung throughout the entire galaxy as his backdoor graciously accepted his planet deep within his body. His ring clasped shut tightly behind it and, even though he was loathe to admit it, he found it warm, comfortable, and better than any anal bead he had ever had deep within him before in his life.

After the sexual excitement and enthusiastic release, Vesryn finally shook off the last vestiges of his afterglow. He had left the solar system long behind and was drifting about within the Milky Way, confused as to where he would be going and whenever he would get there. He had finally stopped ballooning in size, but it was a little late for that to do him any good back home. With nothing else in sight and at least the ability to float around, there was only one thing left to do;  float about and try and find another planet that could at least house his enormous self. It was hard to tell how much time had passed by now, but without any desire to eat or drink anything, he assumed he wouldn’t have to worry about those urges for some time to come. The sexual desires, however, remained, but at least there were countless planets along the way to at least sate those temptations.

"Oh well. Life like this couldn’t possibly be all that bad," the unicorn surmised. If worse came to worse, given Vesryn’s girth and an ass that never stopped wiggling about with the enthusiasm of a dog’s tail, he would find a new home eventually. Failing that, there were always shooting stars about, right? All he had to do was keep an eye out for them this time.

Just to be safe, though, Vesryn was going to lay off the ass-focused wishes for a while.