I know. I know. You’re all tired of seeing ponies in your notifications. Well don’t fret. This will probably be the last pony image for good while. The very first image I ever posted on DA featured Celestia and Luna, and since FIM is ending, I wanted to bring everything full circle and take one last stab at my favorite Equestrian goddesses. I really pushed myself with the anatomy and the coloring here. I wanted the lighting, the poses, and the composition to to be absolutely perfect. I even wrote a little story to go along with it. Enjoy!

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Luna entered the royal walk-in closet, stripped out of her pajamas, and slipped into her bikini. It was Friday and time for the weekly weigh-in. Luna and Celestia had it every Friday morning without fail. Time passed quickly for the immortal alicorns, and they had to stay on top of their weights. Luan and her sister always wore their bikinis when stepping on the scale to get an accurate reading. Unfortunately for Luna, her bikini had grown a bit tighter recently, and as she studied herself in the mirror, she found things hadn’t improved.

Though she was nowhere near as fat as she had once been, Luna was obviously out of shape. Her butt cheeks, while nicely rounded, were far too large for her liking, and her once flat stomach was hidden beneath a sizeable pooch. This was the body of a princess who had been slacking off. Too much chocolate and not enough exercise, Luna chastised herself silently.

As Luna made her way to the royal workout room, her soft belly wobbling a bit as she walked, she took solace in the fact that she was still not as heavy as Celestia. For whatever reason, the sun princess had been taking her diet more seriously, and her number had been steadily dropping, but she still had several pounds on her sister the last time they weighed.

Luna entered the workout room to find that Celestia was already there. Her hair was styled flawlessly, and the morning sun glinted off her gold bikini. Luna was surprised. She sometimes had to drag Celestia to the scale.

“You’re late dear sister,” Celestia said coyly.

Luna narrowed her eyes. “No. You’re just on time for once.”

Celestia giggled and sauntered over to her sister, swinging her hips. For the first time, Luna noticed that Tia, though she was still quite large in the hips and thighs, was looking noticeably trimmer around her middle. Her stomach and love handles were only slightly rounded, and Luna could detect just the slightest suggestion of abs.

“Is it possible you were putting this off?” Celestia asked. “You are looking rather plump.”

Luna scowled. “I’m just a little bloated. I’m going to spend the week getting back into shape.”

“In that case, we had best weigh-in so you can plan accordingly,” her sister said, turning and strutting over to the scale. It was probably the most accurate scale in Equestria, calibrated each week by specialists.

With her head held high Celestia stepped up. The scale clicked and clunked, and the sun princess daintily adjusted the balance. A smile spread across her face. She stepped off and flounced over to the bulletin board on the wall, which they used to keep track of their weights. Celestia crossed out the previous number below her name, and proudly wrote in its place 163.

Luna rolled her eyes and stepped up to weigh herself. The scale clunked and the balance tilted, which was not unusual. Being taller and bustier, Celestia always weighed a bit more even when she was in shape. Then, Luna noticed something odd: the balance had tilted in the wrong direction.

Luna’s heart skipped a beat. She nudged the weight to the left a bit, but nothing happened. Her eyes widened as she slid the weight back in the opposite direction. The bar lifted into a horizontal position, now balanced.

“Well Luna?” Celestia asked.

Her heart now beating faster, Luna stepped off the scale, reset the balance bar, and stepped back up. The result was the same. She glanced at the number that Celestia had written down. Sure enough, Celestia now weighed 163 lbs. Luna returned her attention to the number on the scale. It stared back at her – 165 lbs.

“Oh no.” Luna said under her breath.

Celestia waited, a sly smile on her face. Horrified, and desperate to shed weight any way she could, Luna stepped off the scale and stripped off her bikini top. Now topless, she stepped back on the scale. The number remained the same.

“No! No! No!” Luna whispered. Suddenly, she felt a hand pinch the soft place between her hip and butt. Another poked her belly. A dainty finger sank deep into the soft fat, making Luna’s blue muffin top wobble like a jell-o mold.

“Has someone has been hitting the chocolate again?” Celestia teased as she groped and poked Luna’s excess fat.

As if reacting to the word chocolate, Luna’s stomach rumbled. She blushed in spite of herself.

Celestia whispered in her ear. “Let’s be real, Luna. Even if you strip off your bikini bottom, that number’s not going to change much. Now what does it say?”

Luna gulped audibly. “I’m… I’m at 165.”

“I knew it!” Celestia exclaimed, gently slapping Luna’s flabby belly. “You’re fatter than me! Now I get to sing the song!”

Not the song. Luna cringed as Celestia began singing to the tune of “Hotel California.”

“Luna’s butt’s gotten bigger! She’s got that choc-o-late chub! Her tight abs have turned into a pile of flibber flub!”

Luna cringed. This was unacceptable. She took a deep breath, composing herself as best she could, and wrote her number on the board.

“If you need me, I’ll be jogging around the castle,” Luna grumbled.

“I’d better go along, just to make sure no more chocolate slips past your lips.” Celestia said, playfully slapping Luna’s butt.

Luna groaned. This was going to be a long week.