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p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-size: 18px; font-family: serif; color: #333333; line-height: 31.6800003051758px; text-align: justify;" The poor waitress's mouth hung agape at the sight before her. It amazed her, how much food one pony could eat; then again, when you happen to be serving the biggest mare in Ponyville, you ought to expect a feast./p
p class="double" style="margin: 1.5em 0px 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-size: 18px; font-family: serif; color: #333333; line-height: 31.6800003051758px; text-align: justify;" "Oh, and *gulp* another order of hay fries as well!" Rarity mumbled from her full mouth, currently occupied by a large buttered bread roll. The waitress nodded and sped off, not wanting to witness the white unicorn's feast any longer. On the table lay stacks if plates and bowls, all dirty but with no morsel of food left on them. Through this mess of serving trays and silverware, Rarity took a moment to turn towards her best friend, Fluttershy, who was picking at her small salad with reduced gusto./p
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p class="double" style="margin: 1.5em 0px 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-size: 18px; font-family: serif; color: #333333; line-height: 31.6800003051758px; text-align: justify;" Fluttershy gave her friend a gentle smile and shook her head. "I'm fine, but thanks. Although it is getting a bit late..." Internally, the Pegasus chuckled; Rarity's attitude towards her size was almost cute in demeanor, and after delivering so many snacks and treats to her, Fluttershy could say with confidence that Rarity was not missing any of her meals./p
p class="double" style="margin: 1.5em 0px 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-size: 18px; font-family: serif; color: #333333; line-height: 31.6800003051758px; text-align: justify;" It was indeed late, as the two had been at the restaurant for nearly half the day; while Fluttershy's meal was normal, Rarity ordered two appetizers, uncountable soups and salad, and a sampler of nearly half the entrees. She was now going back and covering whichever foods she felt that she didn't adequately "sample". On top of all this, smears of chocolate icing and ice cream still left brownish marks on her face, and her coat was peppered with spots from when she devoured the establishment's range of deserts./p
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p class="double" style="margin: 1.5em 0px 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-size: 18px; font-family: serif; color: #333333; line-height: 31.6800003051758px; text-align: justify;" Another tear rolled down the soft, plump cheek of the flabby fashionista, adding to the small puddle of moisture accumulating on Fluttershy's shoulder. Fluttershy hugged her friend close, offering Rarity emotional support while also squeezing and feeling the fat that now encased Rarity completely. A small sob escaped from the tubby mare's lips, and Rarity tried to speak./p
p class="double" style="margin: 1.5em 0px 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-size: 18px; font-family: serif; color: #333333; line-height: 31.6800003051758px; text-align: justify;" "Oh, Fluttershy... I'm so sorry that... That you have to deal with me like this... I... I just can't handle this on my own..."/p
p class="double" style="margin: 1.5em 0px 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-size: 18px; font-family: serif; color: #333333; line-height: 31.6800003051758px; text-align: justify;" Fluttershy nuzzled against Rarity's side, trying to lift her friend's spirit. "Rarity, it's not that bad... It'll be fine, I'm sure."/p
p class="double" style="margin: 1.5em 0px 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-size: 18px; font-family: serif; color: #333333; line-height: 31.6800003051758px; text-align: justify;" Rarity turned and stared at the Pegasus, a look of horror on her face. "Not that bad? NOT THAT BAD? Look at me! I'm hideous!" she cried out, the tears beginning again. She held up a roll of her fat with a hoof and let it fall and slap against the bed she laid upon. "Don't you see this! I'm massive! I... I can't believe I'm this out-of-control... How am I ever going to lose all this! What if I can't! There's no way I'll be able to get back to my old dress size! I'll be stuck being ugly forever! I-" Rarity was cut off from her downward spiral as Fluttershy gently placed a hoof over her mouth and shushed her./p
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p class="double" style="margin: 1.5em 0px 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-size: 18px; font-family: serif; color: #333333; line-height: 31.6800003051758px; text-align: justify;" Fluttershy silenced Rarity's protests once again to retrieve an object out of her saddlebags, placing in front of Rarity. The cover showed that it was a fashion magazine for plus-size models and the fashion industry that went along with it./p
p class="double" style="margin: 1.5em 0px 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-size: 18px; font-family: serif; color: #333333; line-height: 31.6800003051758px; text-align: justify;" "See?" Fluttershy said, "There are plenty of larger ponies that are perfectly happy. You don't need to change to be beautiful," she told Rarity firmly./p
p class="double" style="margin: 1.5em 0px 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-size: 18px; font-family: serif; color: #333333; line-height: 31.6800003051758px; text-align: justify;" "So... You really do think I look fine?"/p
p class="double" style="margin: 1.5em 0px 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-size: 18px; font-family: serif; color: #333333; line-height: 31.6800003051758px; text-align: justify;" Fluttershy nodded, prompting Rarity to sit and ponder this for a moment. After a few seconds, a small smile crept onto her face. "Well, then... I suppose I could learn to live with this..." she reached down and poked her pillow-shaped thighs. "I could even design large dresses! It could be a whole new branch of business for me!" The more she thought about it, the more the idea appealed to her. "I can keep eating whatever I want, too! I can stay fashionable while not having to give up my morning cupcakes! Oh, thank you, Fluttershy!" Rarity was beaming now, having done a full emotional reversal. She embraced Fluttershy in a warm hug, her forelegs soft and beginning to feel squishy as well, before turning her attention away./p
p class="double" style="margin: 1.5em 0px 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-size: 18px; font-family: serif; color: #333333; line-height: 31.6800003051758px; text-align: justify;" "Speaking of which..." said Fluttershy, reaching for the second item in her saddlebag, "would you like some of those cupcakes now? I picked up a dozen from Sugarcube Corner."/p
p class="double" style="margin: 1.5em 0px 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-size: 18px; font-family: serif; color: #333333; line-height: 31.6800003051758px; text-align: justify;" Rarity licked her lips and gave Fluttershy a playful nudge. "But of course, darling! However, I've just realized that you seem to have been bringing me an awful lot of snacks and such... You wouldn't happen to be encouraging this, would you?" As she said this, she made at attempt to stand. It took her two tries, but the obese mare rose to her hooves and showed Fluttershy the result of all her snacking. Her large belly folded into two rolls, swaying gently with every movement Rarity made. She had a definite double chin that appeared even when she looked straight forward, and her legs were somewhat rounder as each one now had a small layer of flab, which further pushed her hips apart. Her hips and rear shook and jiggled, forming folds of flab as they hung heavily off of her. She gave them a small shake, causing tiny ripples to occur throughout the cellulite./p
p class="double" style="margin: 1.5em 0px 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-size: 18px; font-family: serif; color: #333333; line-height: 31.6800003051758px; text-align: justify;" Fluttershy let out a quiet 'eek!' and blushed. "I'm sorry, you just liked them so much... Are you mad?" She averted her eyes, hoping her friend would forgive her./p
p class="double" style="margin: 1.5em 0px 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; border: 0px; font-size: 18px; font-family: serif; color: #333333; line-height: 31.6800003051758px; text-align: justify;" Rarity just grinned and pointed to the bag. "Tell you what, dear; give me the cupcakes and we'll call it even."/p