Twilight growled under her breath, struggling to keep the belt of her dress in place and take full breaths at the same time. She cursed herself quietly, finally giving up the valiant fight of making her outfit look good on her when her belt snapped all the way back under her boobs for the millionth time.
She'd really outdone herself this time.
A week ago she'd promised Rarity she'd still fit in the dress she'd so kindly made for her to wear during the visit of the Yakyakistan dignitaries, swearing up and down she wouldn't stay up late for another 'midnight study and goodies binge' and that she'd make the Rarity For You brand shine during the event, and yet here she was, nearly bursting out of the dress.
Hearing the seams creak with every movement and feeling her boobs jiggling too close to the cleavage of the garment, Twilight thought dreadfully to the large banquet princess Celestia had organized for the event and lamented she'd be unable to partake lest she make a scene.
So much for midnight cravings, now her dress was stretched and ruined.
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Dress looks like its barely even gonna cover up ur coochie twi, tho luckily it looks like ur belly's already doing that! good for u!
