“Eight down, and only a few dozen more to go,” Rarity sighed contently as she tossed away another freshly emptied box towards her growing pile, having just eaten away at its crème-filled chocolatey delights.

Being home alone on Valentine’s Day certainly had its perks. Her parents were out for a dinner and a show, while her little sister was out on her first date. Albeit, with an awkward boy named Button who seemed more interested in video games. In any case, Rarity had the whole night to herself. Dressed for the occasion, she simply wanted to lay about and enjoy her many delectable gifts from her many secret admirers.

Opalescence meowed from the top of her tower, looking down rather attentively at the stacks of chocolates below her. Rarity looked up her cat, chuckling as she lightly stroked her bulging belly. “Oh, Opal. You know those aren’t good for you. As the old saying goes, curiosity killed the cat.”

Hardly paying any attention, Opal simply turned away to lick herself.

“Besides, you wouldn’t want me to starve, now would you?” Rarity continued to joke as she rolled her excessively obese body onto its side. The sofa creaked and bent under her weight as her massively heavy gut poured over the edge, hanging just mere inches from the ground. “Look at me, I’m practically wasting away. And it’s getting so much harder to keep myself full these days.” As she playfully shook her fleshy belly, she could feel the rest of her immense figure wobbling along. Her thighs and butt quaked, her breasts and arms shook. Even her chubby cheeks and flabby neck jiggled quite a bit.

Continuing to ignore her owner’s ramblings, Opal dropped down from her makeshift throne and began to mindlessly wander around the room.

With another feeling of hunger sneaking its way back to her stomach, Rarity instinctively grabbed and opened up another box. “Well, I better get through all these before you do. Not like I have anything better to do on Valentine’s Day. Which is fine, I suppose,” she continued to drone on as she started popping chocolates into her mouth. Barely giving a care about the taste or the flavor, she simply stuffed her mouth with what her chubby fingers came across. “It’s not like I’m not the only one who’s single today. There’s Rainbow Dash, Applejack… Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy… Sunset, I think. Not sure what she and Flash have going on. Hmm… Did I already say Applejack?”

For a moment, she was lost in her thoughts, muttering to herself before realizing she had just finished off her ninth box.

“Oh. Well.” Distracted once again by her constant cravings, Rarity shrugged and reached over for her next box. “I guess I shouldn’t really complain, now should I? After all, I couldn’t ask for a better night. Isn’t that right, Opal?”

As she looked over to her cat, she found that not only did Opal manage to open up a box, but to the horror of every cat-owner, she was also carelessly holding a chocolate truffle in her mouth.

“OPAL! YOU SPIT THAT OUT RIGHT NOW!”