Halloween night was pretty much guaranteed to have nice weather. a nice crisp chill ran through the orange trees, the moon was partially covered by beautiful misty clouds, and freshly fallen leaves covered the ground.
 
There was a quiet rustling of said dead leaves, as a massive pink blob seemed to get comfortable where she sat. On the edge of the woods sat Diamond tiara, resting on a massive mattress of pudge. She’d eaten a literal ton of Halloween candy, breaking her record for how fat she’d ever been by hundreds of pounds, and rendered herself immobile in the process
 
“Ugh … well, there goes my diet …”
 
She mumbled to herself, as if shed’ gotten a test back, and found she’d scored a D+. Not good at all … but hey? It was passing.
 
she was raised about 2 feet off the ground, the rest of her actual body a bit more than 2 feet tall itself. The fat filly was easily 7 feet wide, with all her newly found fat stored in her gut. It made sense, given how huge it’d been being filled with candy. Getting all that fat up to her flanks and chin would be too much work, it simply followed the path of least resistance.
 
Her stomach churning, the filly pawed at her belly, trying to pass some time. She did like how soft and warm, smooth and plush she’d gotten. She had always been a pudgy brat, but this was just, wow.
 
The rest of her body consisted of its usual amount of lipids, a fat wide rear, a little fold where her rump met her back, a plump neck, and chubby cheeks. Her legs were a bit soft, but not flabby or anything. A witches hat adorned her head, where there would usually be a tiara, and a small broom stick, about 3 feet long, rested against her side. She really did resemble a big beanbag chair, or mattress, and felt like a bag of marshmallow fluff, covered in soft fur.
 
 
There wasn’t much she could do but wait for Silver Spoon, or more likely, Apple Bloom or one of her friends to come across her