“This better not be a waste of time… your realm is always so dark and the sunless
streets irritate me greatly,” Daybreaker said as she sat down upon the red throne.

“Why would I waste the time of another Queen. We both have much to do and I offer only the highest of entertainment,”
Nightmare Moon replied as her butt rested firmly against a purple cushion. Daybreaker raised an eyebrow and huffed.

“The lack of a welcoming party and constant night make me doubt your words,”

“And your eternal burning day is no better. Now enough of our standard disagreements, we separated the land into two halves in order to have SOMETHING to rule over. Better to be half and half rather than a dead continent,” Nightmare Moon finished, what had been discussed between them millions of times, and snapped her fingers. The curtains surrounding their booth, which is mounted thirty feet above the stage below, drew themselves aside. The two Alicorns were exposed to their adoring audience, all eyes turned to greet their rulers. A soft roar of applause filled the theater as the two looked over the crowd. Daybreaker and Nightmare Moon didn’t wave but certainly relished their tyrannically deserved worship. After a few minutes Nightmare Moon stood up, raising a single hand for silence which the audience obeyed immediately.

“As we all know!” Nightmare Moon’s voice boomed throughout the theater, carrying itself like a wave across the sea of ponies below. “Our beloved ally, Daybreaker, will soon be leaving our domain. We have enjoyed her presences greatly and intend to bid her farewell like all powerful guests! We shall see her off with a traditional dance; the dance of the rising moon,” clapping hastily followed the end of the ruler’s speech. She spread her wings for a moment and as the black wings closed, the blinds on the stage were drawn back. Upon the round stage, the lights were dim, allowing a handful of moon colored illumination to search the crowd before moving to the center. They rested upon two lone figures dressed in thin veils and tight golden and green garbs. The orchestra slowly hummed to life with soft beats, and the two figures began to move. The main lights brightened slightly so to better illuminate the dancers. Fluttershy and White Heart gently copied each others movements in perfect sync without needing to look at one another. There were mere milliseconds in different but only a keen eye could spay the imperfect motions. It was graceful, slow and beautiful. A well rehearsed string of motions that enabled the two to appear like the graceful moon rising into an eternal light.

Daybreaker pushed her knuckles deeper into her cheek, her elbow resting
against the arm of her throne. Her blazing yellow eyes drooped in boredom,
there was no heat in the dance. It was far too slow for her liking and, while it
was clear the two dancers understood one another, there was no passion behind it.

“This is what passes for entertainment here?” Daybreaker scoffed. Nightmare
Moon’s azure eyes peeled away from the stage below and to her sister queen.

“Indeed, but this is only the waxing phase. Allow me to hurry this up to the first quarter and it make suit your liking,” Nightmare Moon said with a snap of her fingers. Her horn shimmered with an unknown magic and the the stage below, once more, brightened. A bright blue and pink light focused on the dancers in order to allow the next stage to be better observed. Fluttershy and White Heart knew was this meant, but they weren’t prepared for it. Their rehearsals had the ‘waxing’ stages in three minutes and their current positions were not supportive of the next steps. The two lovers gazed at one another and attempted to hurry themselves up, surrendering the standard movements of their performance in favor of speed. Gingerly they stepped back towards one another, swaying their arms and hips to an increased tempo of the drums. They could feel their clothing slowly getting tighter, Nightmare Moon’s magic was taking hold far too soon.

“What are they doing?” Daybreaker’s tone was a little lighter now, hints of intrigue lined her words.

“Why spoil the surprise? Enjoy my sister and should it please you then bolster them
with your magic,” Nightmare Moon said and pointed to the performers. Daybreaker
dimples deepened, her cheeks lifted slightly as a faint smile formed upon her face.

“Then dance the night away,” She suggested.

“What’s going on White Heart? I’m growing already!” Fluttershy whispered to White Heart over the music.
The beat dictated their movements still but they were close enough together that they could hear one another.

“I don’t know, maybe it’s, ngh… because of Daybreaker,” White Heart groaned as she felt the fabric of her belt dig into her hips. Fluttershy gulped nervously as her clothing was slowly swallowed by the weight of her breasts. Hints of ripping slowly formed throughout the weaker part of the outfit and her yellow breast flesh pushed through the holes like a bulbous mountain. Despite the growth, the two attempted to continue their dance but with every inch of growth they gained, their movements become more restricted. The heat of the music and lights made them sweat slightly and pulses of pleasure pumped throughout their bodies. The increased tempo only hastened their bliss, the quickened movements seemed to make their swelling more rapid. Breasts, now bigger than beachballs, bounced happily to and fro, ripping the fabric of their outfits with each movement the couple made. It was inaudible to the crowd but to Fluttershy and White Heart it was clear as day, each tear in the fabric threatened to expose their bodies to the audience. Yet, surprisingly, it held tight and more of the outfit was swallowed by their growing bits. The couples large and firm asses pushed up against one another, their swelling now causing collisions in their dance, and they stepped away from each other.

“Amusing… they continue despite the obvious struggles,” Daybreaker chuckled.

“Just wait until they get to the full moon,” Nightmare Moon laughed.