The curtain lifted to reveal the single largest pony Rarity had ever seen in her entire life. Her fur was a light teal, and her mane was a long flowing rainbow of colors, but even her strange coloration didn't grab Rarity’s attention. Rather it was the enormous bloated body and bent wing which stuck out from the pony’s back that stole the journalist’s gaze.
The prismatic mare nodded once before bowing slightly, her body jiggling with every move she made. The crowd was silent but Rarity could taste the disgust and curiosity that emanated from them like it was cheap cotton candy. Up on the stage, the rotund pony slowly trotted over to a large and rather familiar scale that had been set up in the center of the stage.
One hoof followed the other, the numbers on the scale spinning rapidly as the machine struggled to calculate the mare’s massive weight. When all four hooves were atop the scale, and a few seconds passed, the numbers came to a stop. Seven hundred and ninety-eight pounds said the machine, yet Rarity was certain it was wrong as such a thing simply shouldn't be possible.
The pony body couldn't support that much weight, never mind the light frame of a pegasus mare. Revulsion and curiosity fought within the journalist's mind, and as she struggled to come to grips with her own feelings, the show continued. Rainbow Dash stepped off the scale and trotted slowly up to a small table with a box atop it, her face remaining strangely neutral.
The obese mare paused, glanced at the audience, and tapped her chin before sniffing the air a few times. With a smirk on her face, she threw open the box, revealing a dozen donuts within. She made a show of grabbing one of the baked goods, looking at it for a moment before throwing back the entire thing and swallowing it whole.
She then proceeded to do the same thing to the other eleven donuts before sitting on the ground and rubbing her belly, a smile on her face. In front of her, one of the ponies was struggling to hold back a gag, while a stallion slowly shook his head. A few of the younger ponies were clapping as the enormous pony trundled back into the center of the stage and bowed.
Only when the curtains dropped was Rarity able to shake herself out of the stupor imposed upon her. Though certainly more bizarre than Applejack’s impressive show of strength, the second show had been much shorter. It also left Rarity feeling strangely conflicted as she couldn't help but be as intrigued as she was repulsed.
It was an odd sensation, one that the show pony was likely counting on given the fact that he was smiling when he stepped back onto the stage.
“I know what your thinking, good people, and I agree!” he shouted, raising a hoof dramatically. “Though disturbing those first few acts were not truly bizarre. But don't you worry my good ponies. I’ve saved the best for last, but first a treat for all the animal lovers out there in the audience today.”