“Ugh… I’m so full,” Rarity bemoaned under her heavy breaths as she gently caressed and massaged her bulging belly, still painfully bloated from her most recent binge.
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But despite having just eased her gluttonous urges, she knew it wouldn’t be long before she’d be stuffing her fat face again. It was all she could really do now. Eat mindlessly and obsessively before coming to and watching her body swell up even more. Day in and day out.
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She could barely even comprehend how big she was anymore. No longer could she see much past her own chubby cheeks. She could only feel as her expansive flesh weighed her down more with each passing day. She would’ve been in utter disbelief if she wasn’t curious enough to lazily lift her heavyset arm up to her face and give a firm poke to her massive neck. Her sausage-like finger would sink into her soft skin, and she would always reply the same way. “Hmm… I’m so fat.”
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Suddenly, it happened again. Just as her stomach began to gurgle and groan from deep inside, she felt it starting to shrink down a bit. It was a brief sense of relief for her until the rest of her body started to plump up. It was a subtle growth, but Rarity always felt it.
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What followed was a feeling she became all too familiar with. “Ooh… I’m so hungry.”

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Rarity - 1484 lbs