Title:           Celestia Slob Part 1/3 (Calorie Colab)
Author:          ProfessorAnon
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First Edit:      Wednesday 21st of January 2015 01:05:52 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Friday 20th of February 2015 09:58:30 AM CDT

With a belch Celestia reclined back in her throne atop her royal litter, stuffing another slice of cake into her mouth. The heavy wooden chair responded to her movements in kind by eliciting a chorus of creaks and groans as the wood struggled to handle the jiggling mound that was trying to flatten it. Never one for subtlety Celestia had insisted on the massive chair back when she was several hundred pounds lighter to help mask her recent weight gain by simply having a spacious chair that her body wasn't struggling to sit in. The chair had been wide enough such that 4 ponies could sit side by side comfortably on it and still have some space to spare next to the arm rest.  The plan at this point though had backfired, as with her continuing weight gain she had eventually filled the seat to the brim and as her fat was spilling over its edges and now the massive chair now only highlighted how comically obese she had gotten. Her wide belly hung down over her legs while seated and swayed with the motion of her travel on the platform.
 
The royal guard had enlisted its stoutest and most robust members to be the team that would carry her around for public appearances. In stark contrast to the jiggling idol of gluttony that they bore on their backs these stallions were prime examples of the great strength of the royal guard. Each one was sporting a chiseled body of firm muscles that could make any mare or stallion swoon at the sight and could crush rocks in their grips. In the recent months even they were struggling with their increasingly heavy cargo. With sweat rolling down their legs and flanks as their muscles flexed and strained with the weight they bore their bodies were glistening under the sunlight. Soon the rather meager crowds that turned out so see their obese ruler began to swell with ponies eager to catch a glimpse of the stallion's promenade around town.
 
Seeing the crowds fill out with young mares and stallions all coming to see their princess despite her current weight problems, and seemingly growing with her increased weight Celestia cast out any further doubt about her subjects being wary of her new more voluptuous form. Clearly her subjects enjoyed seeing her displaying the great bounty of the land she ruled over and her body was a representation of the prosperous times. Casting aside her previous reservations, that admittedly had done little to curb her weight gain, she went from her usual state of simply over indulging heavily on sweets to becoming ferociously gluttonous. Her food binges often left her on the floor of her quarters bloated and moaning only for her to stuff more food down when she woke up from her naps.
 
One day for her afternoon travels through the town, Celestia asked to be brought down the the mining assayers office. There they had a scale for weighing carts full of freshly mined stone and ores that she was certain would be able to handle her royal bulk. She wanted to know just how grand she had grown now that she was being fully indulgent and the court engineers needed to know so they could work on a new litter for her to parade around town in. They were sure that her current one would not last through the month with the way she had been stuffing herself. Bringing her around back to where the scale was mounted into the ground, Celestia's horn flashed as she grunted trying to lift herself up with magic and then slowly lowered herself onto the scales pad. The empty cart on the other pad quickly rose up as she sank lower on the scale. Noting down the first 30 stone of weight from the cart the assay apprentices began loading sculpted stone blocks into the cart to try and balance out her weight, each one weighing 2 stone. Finally after loading 40 of the bricks into the cart the scale slowly began to slide back down towards balance. Loading smaller weights onto the scale they nearly had it balanced when it slowly began to rise back up again. Looking over to the other side of the scale Celestia could be seen slurping and chewing down a full pie from a tin she had brought along with some other food while they waited on the weighing. Throwing another 2 bricks onto the cart it sank down below balance. With a frustrated grumble the assayer noted down she was 112 stone, or at least she would be by the next day at the rate she was going.
 
Her rapid weight gain was quickly testing the limits not only of her carry team but the platform itself as it bowed under her increased weight and had developed a solid curve to it even when she wasn't present. The poor wooden throne had suffered extensively as well. Each trip out and around cracks in the thick wood had developed and the legs splintered and creaked ominously every time she shifted her weight slightly. Eventually on one trip around town, Celestia had just finished stuffing her face with another full pie, she leaned back and let out a large belch. Before she could finish with her gluttonous expression the throne gave out cataclysmic crack that could easily be mistaken for a blast from a cannon as her bulk split the chair and collapsed its fractured legs beneath her. The shock quickly caused her litter to slip and fall as she caught the bearers off balance and the whole mess collapsed to the ground. Thankfully none of the guard were trapped under it as her weight and the impact from her fall would have crushed anyone unlucky enough to have a limb underneath at the time of impact. Looking stunned Celestia sat there on the remnants of her chair and the platform as the rest of the royal guard quickly surrounded the scene and drove off the onlookers as they fashioned up a sled to bring Celestia back to the castle as soon as possible.