Rare days like these were Celestia’s favorite days. Days where she had no royal responsibilities, days where she didn’t have any meetings with foreign leaders, days where she could spend all day lounging about her palace. Especially now with her new coltfriend. Yes, the royal and holy Princess Celestia had a coltfriend. Chef Crusts or Bread Crusts had applied for royal chef about three months ago. Praised by culinary colleges across Equestria, Celestia would be foolish to decline the stallion’s resume. The first night Bread Crusts cooked for Celestia didn’t fail to be impressive. How Chef Crusts was able to mix and cook with different ingredients, making different culinary pieces of art every night for Celestia.
After some time, Celestia noticed Crusts’ change in attitude towards her. He seemed giddier and excited to cook her food. With every meal, he’d always announce the ingredients and end with ‘And a pinch of love’ whenever he presented Celestia her meals. It was adorable to the princess and she couldn’t help but fall for the young chef. Celestia couldn’t say why, but he and his cooking were simply too good to pass up.
Their first date together was nothing less than magical. Crusts had made a delicious variety of dishes complete with home brewed drinks and a night of sweet, sweet lovemaking. All this was in secret of course. The media and population would flip if they heard their god among mortals was dating a top notch chef.
Since that dinner, Celestia’s love grew for Crusts and admittedly, so did her waist size. But Crusts still catered to her and her hungry needs and Celestia couldn’t complain. He was a charming individual who could cook like a master and make love like a god.
Celestia lounged in a comfy love seat in the sitting room of her residential half of the palace. Complete with a burning fireplace, a soft playing record, setting a calm ambiance, and the faint smell of cocoa only added to the pleasing setting. The weather was getting cooler and there had been a chilly bite to the wind, meaning winter was on its way so this setting was more than perfect for the occasion.
“Enjoying yourself, love?” Asked a familiar voice. Celestia’s head swiveled towards the open doorway behind her. Leaning against the wall was Bread Crusts wearing comfy lounging attire, his long oak brown mane draping down his back and over the front of his shoulders and his short beard of the same color looking freshly combed and trimmed added to his manly physique. One would think such a hairy stallion wouldn’t be allowed to cook but Crusts was very professional with his cooking and took the extra step to make sure his mane was out of his and the food’s way.
“Of course,” Celestia answered sweetly. “Come, Crusts, sit with me.” Celestia patted the seat next to her. Crusts smiled and approached his marefriend with haste, excited to snuggle with his warm ball of dough. Crusts plopped down next to the wide princess and quickly curled up beside her. Crusts noticed the soft texture to Celestia’s gowns. His eyes opened and a smile crept onto his face.
“I see you’re wearing the nightgown I got you. Comfortable?” Crusts asked.
“Of course. I certainly do love it.” Celestia’s gown was the best money could buy. Crusts was out shopping for ingredients and spices with Ms. Brew when he found a luxury clothing store that sold top quality sleepwear. This was their best gown, made of perfectly woven silk, finely crafted thread with a gold and white color to perfect the article of clothing.
“I knew you’d like it. I saw it and both Ms. Brew and I knew it just screamed your name.” Crusts declared. Little to Celestia’s knowledge, it wasn’t the color that caught Crusts’ eye, not even the craftsmanship impressed him much. What intrigued him was the thought of Celestia wearing the gown. Imagining her soft, chubby belly just hanging out covered by thin layers of soft fabric excited the young stallion. How her love handles would fold over the panty straps and how her pillowy boobs would push themselves against the padded chest of the gown, it was too good to ignore. He had to buy it. And now that he sees his hard work paying off, it was worth all the bits he had to spend. For months Crusts knew Celestia would look glorious as a fat and soft mare and now he’s achieved that dream. But his job was not over. Far from it, about three hundred pounds away from being over.
“Crusts? Crusts?” Celestia’s voice broke through Crusts’ daydream bringing him back to light.
“Yes, love?”
“Have you noticed anything about Luna? I fear she’s…” Celestia hesitated. Appearing as if she didn’t want to continue the sentence.
“Becoming anorexic? I’ve seen her.”
‘Skinny twig. It’s purely disgusting! How can anypony live like that? It bewilders me!’ Crusts speculated.
“As hard as it is to say, yes. She’s not eating and she’s lost so much weight. Crusts, my love, I fear she’s getting worse and worse and… I know you’re good with food…” Crusts’ eyes widened. Was his cover blown? Does Celestia know of his devious plan? He could only test the waters, but he’d need to be tender and careful.
“Oh yeah? What makes that so?”
‘Maybe the question route wasn’t the best…’
“Well, look at me…” Celestia groped her soft belly and gently shook it. “If there’s anypony I know who could help my sister, it’s you, Crusts.” At first, Crusts was petrified. She knew what he was doing to her! Celestia, the princess of Equestria and goddess of the sun was on to his dirty little trick! But, something about how she spoke confused Crusts. She had mentioned her weight as if it were no big deal. Like it was an everyday thing. What could that mean? Could the magic have lasting effects?
“You… You want me to feed your sister?” Crusts asked, almost embarrassed to utter words.
“What? Of course not! I simply want you to get her to healthy shape… I want the leftovers, of course…” Celestia joked with a quick kiss to Crusts’ cheek. The Earth stallion blushed.
“You… Want… Luna, she… Celestia, love, I don’t know if I can do this.”
“Of course you can, Crusts! I mean, if you can make me this big, you could easily get Luna to a healthy weight. Then you can help me with all this…” Celestia rubbed her belly with a gentle touch. The fur of her stomach scruffy with every circle she’d rub into herself.
“No I mean, I don’t think I can actually do this. Listen, I can cook but,”
“But, nothing! That’s exactly the point, my love, you can cook! Luna will go head over heals for your food if you just give her a taste. It could be anything and I bet she’d love it!” Celestia said holding Crusts’ cheeks pulling his head to hers. Crusts chuckled.
“I guess I could give it a go. But I know Luna will be more… Picky. If she won’t accept food from Ms. Brew, the sweetest and most trustworthy cook in the palace, who says she’ll accept food from some stallion who’s dating her sister?” Crusts admitted. “I’m a good cook, Celeste… I’m… Good, but, I’m not sure if I’m good enough.” Unknowingly, Crusts was entering a part of his mind he rarely entered. Deep down, he knew he wasn’t ‘Equestria’s Youngest Culinary Legend.’ He was just a stallion from South Manehatten who knew how to crack an egg. He only got through the colleges by the skin of his teeth. He didn’t want to admit to how he did it, but he and another were the only ponies who knew the truth. Crusts was a great good. A well-handled chef of cuisine, but by himself, he was no better than your other cuisine chef. He had a special secret to his cooking. A secret that was the true reason as to why he was there in the first place. Dating a princess and being begged to feed her sister.
Celestia saw the distraught in Crusts’ eyes and quickly held the young stallion.
“Baby, you’re a fantastic cook. I wouldn’t trust anypony else with my sister’s problem. Ms. Brew is great, but something about your meals really charm ponies. Ponies like me, for instance.”
Crusts didn’t want to believe it. It was too big for him. At first, he felt sure about his course. At first, it didn’t feel as bad. Now, the guilt was there and he’d feel that guilt for a while now with entering that dark part of his mind.
He felt Celestia pepper his face with gentle, caring kisses. Feeling like a mother’s embrace. Feeling like a tender warmth only those who truly cared about you could give. Celestia’s love felt wonderful. It left Crusts speechless. Little did he know a simple attempt of making his job a little more pleasurable with a chubby princess to cook for would it bring a healthy relationship with that said, princess.
“Okay, love. I’ll certainly try.” Crusts finally admitted.
“Thank you very much, love. I owe you for helping my sister… Perhaps, I can repay you in a certain way…” Celestia said with lust. Crusts knew where Celestia was heading and this completely made him forget about his guilt.
“Oh? In what way were you thinking, love?” Crusts asked. Celestia pressed her fat self against Crusts, grabbing him by his shoulders.
“I know how much you love this,” Celestia said as she glanced down at her weight. “So why don’t you finally play with what you love?” Celestia leaned back, letting go of Crusts as she would flop onto her back, fondling her love handles for Crusts who, admittedly, was struck in awe by the sight bestowed before him.
“Oh, my…” Crusts uttered before Celestia’s hand would grab him by the shirt collar, yanking his lips to hers to meet with a loving, wet, and sloppy kiss. And that kiss would make it’s way lower and lower until Crusts meet Celestia’s chubby belly, still warm with supper still digesting from within.
“Kiss my belly, you.” Celestia moaned. Crusts obliged and tenderly smooched her round tummy. With that kiss, plenty more would follow, and after those kisses, a sweet night of lovemaking would commence. Crusts would describe it in complete detail if it weren’t for the experience being so damn good, his mind went numb due to pleasure because of the sex. The only word he’d associate that night with would be: ‘Succulent.’