Celestial Coronation (Second Person Human Celestia TG) (Patreon)

You groaned, looking up from your work as a knock on the door tore your attention away from the important papers, breaking your concentration in an instant. It had taken you what felt like forever to finally focus, your eye twitching as you did your best to drown out the noise, whoever was pounding on the door refusing to take no for an answer.

"Fine! I'm coming! Just stop with the damn knocking!"

It wasn't long until you finally gave in, grumbling as you got to your feet and stormed towards the door, hoping you didn't look too annoyed as you threw it open angrily. To your further annoyance, nobody was there, only a package on the floor, looking around to find nobody in sight.

"Great. Guess some asshole decided to interrupt me for nothing... ugh what even is this!? Don't remember ordering anything lately... better be worth distracting me from something so important though..."

You grabbed hold of the package, shutting the door and heading inside, putting it down on the kitchen table before steadily opening it, too curious at what it could be to head back to your work. You assumed it would be a figure, or book you pre-ordered ages ago and forgotten about, very much not prepared for a large cake, decorated with beautiful blue and pink icing.

You definitely hadn't ordered this, you almost never got food online in the first place! Let alone a random cake. It wasn't even close to anything that would warrant buying online anyways! It couldn't have been meant for someone else either, it was definitely your address on the cover, only leaving you more confused.

"Weird... well, guess I could try some later... wouldn't... w-want it to go to... w-waste?"

You trailed off, your thoughts starting to slow as soon as its smell reached your nostrils, your body freezing as you sniffed again. It smelled heavenly. Better than you could have possibly imagined. Your mouth watered, the work forgotten as you shook from desire, self control falling out of the window as need filled you.

It was such a deep feeling, one that seemed to fill every instinct, slowly directing your focus towards it, the thought of tasting it making your knees weak. Had you ever liked cake that much before? That thought seemed unimportant, the cake mattering so much more, needing to take a bite before you could do anything else.

Slowly you cut out a slice, hands shaking in anticipation, your confused thoughts falling to the wayside as you rose it upwards towards your lips, not even second guessing as you took an eager bite.

Your eyes widened at the taste, the succulent, mouth watering favour just as good as it smelled, any worry forgotten as your stresses melted away. The taste washed it all away, your body shaking as you sat down, taking another bite and moaning at the feeling of it sliding down your throat, your eyes shut from ecstasy.

Ecstasy was the only word to describe it, mixed with an overwhelming calmness, one that echoed deep though your body and put you at ease, your skin tingling like a tuning fork from the heavenly taste. The tingling feeling was growing stronger with every little munch, the texture of the cake distracting you of what was happening right under your skin.

The body hair that covered your skin was being removed, pulled free from paling flesh like weeds being plucked from a garden, exposing the beautiful fertile soil that lay beneath, the texture softening over and over until it was nothing less than perfection. All you noticed was how it made the cake taste even better, your squirming only adding to the pleasure you were feeling as your skin brushed against your clothes.

You quickly finished the slice after that, the sweet icing just as amazing to taste as you cooed in delight, the frosty flavour even making your lips feel softer as they pressed together into a smile. They almost felt larger as you swallowed the last of it, the sticky icing taking something down with it as your neck felt oddly thinner.

*"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm... oh my that is g-goodddddddddddddddddddd~."*

Your voice sounded far away to your ears, but it was faintly apparent something about it was off, something that didn't seem as important as it should have to you, already excited just to cut another slice of the perfect cake. The more you thought about it, the more gone you were, your mind falling deeper into the trance, gasping happily as the cake somehow seemed to taste even better than it had before.

Your cock twitched at the taste, but strangely it didn't seem to grow harder, if anything almost softer as your insides were massaged with a peace filled, almost graceful pleasure, your brain becoming locked in a state of calm. There was a small presence there too, but as you munched happily on your cake, your attention was naturally focused elsewhere, such as the steadily rising pleasure within your thighs.

With every bite, the effect of the cake grew more and more apparent, the food sliding down your throat as you cooed in a mixture of satisfaction and bliss, only vaguely thinking about how the consumed mass continued to drop lower into your body. It was only a matter of time before it fell into your thighs, slipping in like billiard balls into holes on the table, the calories starting to pile on in a manner that was anything but traditional.

You didn't know it, but you were being primed, your body all set to become what you could only describe as "thicc as fuck".

It started small, your thighs shaking as they swelled with newfound mass, plumping outwards as they teased your soft, twitching shaft, not even that making it stiffer as the softness spread. You moaned, throwing your head back as you finished another wonderful slice, your cheekbones buzzing as they gently cracked back, the former shape shifting into elegant, womanly arches.

The more you ate, the less self control you had, your purpling eyes shining with the focus and passion of the sun itself, your eyelashes fluttering, the pressure in your head the only discomfort as you cut another slice, mouth watering in desire. You started it in seconds, squirming in your seat as each little munch sent a bit more fat rushing into your thighs, inflating them like a pair of balloons, your feminine face scrunched up in bliss as you rolled your soft shaft between them.

"A-AH~! Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... s-so... g-good~."

You didn't know if you were talking about the pleasure or the taste, but at the moment you couldn't care less, the squeaks and squeals echoing through your face, gentle cracks signalling its metamorphosis into mature, feminine grace. Your thighs didn't get left out either, each munch bringing them out just a bit more, steadily filling them with thick, feminine fat.

The bites were doing much more than that though, each little crumb you consumed starting to put a weight on your spine, the pure sugar of the regally coloured icing, doing something wonderful to the bones, rushing directly into your mind. You shook from delight, your thoughts growing fuzzy and you felt the pressure build, gasping in between your eager bites as you rolled and mushed your softening cock between the still inflating pillows.

Your thighs were certainly thick now, but they still continued to expand, your stomach churning as without warning, the pressure was released with a definitive CRUNCH.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM~! A-AH~! YES~! O-OH MY~!”

You cried out happily, sticking out your chest as your back gave way to the corruptive treat, the sugar melting it into a womanly, pronounced arch, one that made it all too natural to sit in a distinctive professional manner. You hadn't lost any height at all though, you'd only gotten taller, towering over others like a goddess, your clothes struggling to fit on your over 7'2" form.

Your pants barely reached your knees now, your core similarly left exposed due to how much you had grown, your midriff left exposed as you idly wondered when it had gotten so cold. Warmth came soon though, pleased gasps slipping out between your bites as you pressed your thick thighs together, shivering as you vaguely felt something slip inside a little, the plush flesh soon drenched with pre cum.

The heat was in your stomach, some of the digested cake nestling inside and burning with intense heat, each bite not only making your thighs grow more, but adding to the temperature. The phenomenon wasn't just limited to your core though, a similar heat washing over your mind, your thoughts and memories wavering like melting jelly.

Mundane was taking on a different meaning, the day to day life you knew you had seemed so much more unfamiliar, a new routine craving its way into your mind as dawn broke. Light flooded your mind, enlightening it, your world view expanding as you gasped, your brain's capacity for knowledge more than doubling.

You couldn't tell how long the new memories stretched back, thoughts of the fantastical filling your mind, a great kingdom, hundreds of races and threats and unwavering duty. But most of all, there was a feeling of responsibility, of duty, a feeling that went unchanged no matter how many years, decades or centuries you experienced.

It was a direct contrast to your ordinary life, but that worked against it, those thoughts and experiences just so much more unimportant in comparison, for what was that compared to a pr-

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM~. T-this cake is so d-divine~! A-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~. O-oh... I n-need another slice~! I'm s-sure my duties c-can... wait just a bit longer..."

You didn't spare many moments to think about it, the cake more important, the sight of the sweet treat enough to silence anything that threatened to disrupt the ascension. You were almost halfway through eating it, never wanting it to end, your eyes widening as the taste slid down your throat, the heat in your core blooming into a raging inferno. You could hear the fabric of your jeans starting to give, your thighs growing too much for the restrictive material, your legs kicking a little as your stomach gurgled pleasantly.

Looking down, you could see your stomach start to shift, the sugar acting like acid as it burnt away at your body fat, shredding away unnecessary mass, going through the reverse of what was expected as it started to retreat back.

You shook, feeling the pleasure grow stronger than anything you had experienced, your core getting more slender every moment, a stray thought wondering if it was a little sad that you hadn’t had much experience with sexual feelings despite being alive so long. Your figure was good, right? You were sure heard your little subjects saying how heavenly it was once or tw-

"OH MY MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!!!!!!!!!! TOO GOODDDDDDDDDDDD~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS FEELS TOO GOODDDDDDDDDDD~!!!!!!!!! YESSSSSSSSSS~!!!!!!!"

You cried out in delight, your waist crunching inwards as fat swirled away like a plug had been pulled, the mass dropping down alongside the eaten cake. Your packed thighs could barely take any more material, the sheer amount of fat forced to spill into your ass as your mind was drenched in heavenly sweet bliss, the scorching delight not even making you sweat as the feelings in your forehead continued to rise in intensity, approaching an inevitable breaking point.

You gasped, your eyes wide as the violent surges of pleasure continued to rush through your body, your expanding rear squishing against your seat more and more, the bigger it became. It was growing like bread in an oven, getting thicker and plumper with each passing moment, your stomach only getting slimmer in contrast.

Your sides dipped into curves, your core compressed into the slender, sexy feminine perfection of a goddess as you moaned loudly, your eyes watering as the pressure in your forehead climaxed with a deafening CRUNCH. You came from the sensations, your vision spinning for a moment, instantly noticing the new presence in your skull, a hand curiously rubbing the hard nub, the tip of a beautiful horn sticking out of your strands.

Shouldn't it be longer?

That was your only reaction to the strange growth, a far away look in your eyes as you took another bite of cake, not even the changes stopping you from having more of the treat. You bucked, moaning happily as your horn cracked outwards, growing in length as your soft cock burnt.

It had already taken your manhood's hardness, but now the horn was stealing the length, your still slowly expanding thighs mushing the shaft back into your body, all while your horn broke free. Old thoughts were fading, the changes lighting up your brain like a sun, making you feel utterly at ease while you ate a cake fit for a queen.

Or perhaps a princess?

That thought made you giggle playfully, grinding your inflating ass into the chair as its thickness tore free from your jeans, such godly features unable to be contained by ordinary clothing. You licked your plump lips, your hair next to be blessed by the heavenly touch, feeling the calming pleasantness engulf every strand with the warmth of the sun, bringing forth soft moans as you bucked happily, another chunk of horn extending free as you lost yourself to the pleasure.

It seemed like every second was leading to something growing, your thighs finally stopping their growth as your ass continued to swell into a massive, jiggly peach. Your hair was the main attraction though, the softness only the beginning as the colours of the icing you were eating bleed into your strands.

The old colour was washed away by the tides that were rapidity spreading, streaks of beautiful blues and greens taking over, only making your hair look all the more beautiful and elegant as it gently flowed downwards. It looked like a waterfall of colour, alluring shades that only appeared more wonderful as it cascaded down your shoulders.

It wouldn't stop growing, the strands falling and falling all the way down to your still inflating ass, the new shades instantly taking full control as you sighed happily. You felt a strand for yourself, the soft texture between your fingers feeling heavenly, your toes curling as you looked back down at the cake.

You knew you had probably had enough already, but you were too addicted to turn back now, especially when the cake was almost finished, your nub of a cock twitching in desire as magic instinctively built in your horn. The sparkles teased at your already foggy mind, the old fading away fast, the new caring, motherly nature of a ruler becoming clearer every moment.

The love for your subjects swelled with each bite, your arms twitching as the sugar decayed your visible muscle, the sweetness bringing forth an even greater strength within, your limbs growing lithe and slender. Your hands similarly gave way to daintiness, shrinking with loud snap into the caring, gentle hands of a proper ruler.

You bucked, all of the cake's calories rushing into your ass, your rear unable to stop expanding while your horn lengthened further, your cock barely existent between your plush thighs. You felt like you should be fighting something, yet you had never felt more at ease, memories reassuring you that it was all alright.

You remembered so much, the love for your kingdom, the power and work you put into it to protect your subjects, someone close at your side as you were surrounded by loving caring friends, two of them much more important than others.

"M-my... s-sister... L-Luna? A-and my f-faithful... s-student?"

Memories were subduing what remained of your former self, breaking it apart piece by piece as the grown up thoughts and level headedness replaced what was childish in comparison. You had a sister. You weren't sure about that until a few moments ago, a sister that had finally been returned to you after so many moons apart.

And it was thanks to her. Your most faithful student. Her talent and skill reached the stars themselves. Her brilliance in all things magic was one of the most wonderful things you had ever witnessed. You were proud to be her teacher, to be the guiding light that would help her blossom into the ruler she was meant to be.

Your body was shaking at the thoughts, your shoulders relaxing as they snapped into dainty, feminine forms, your cock nub twitching and throbbing in lust as your body burnt with wonderful bliss. The rest of your body wasn't far behind, desperate to change and match the blueprint encoded into your shifting DNA, pressure building in your back as another gathered in your hips.

It forced you to buck and shake, each movement sending another crack echoing through your body as they slowly widened, growing to the point when they looked utterly unrealistic. It completed your perfect hourglass figure with a crunch, your ass bursting out even more as you finished the slice of cake.

It burnt away at your legs, the muscle fading fast into what looked to be powerless fat, a princess having no need for such brutish muscle, the thought making you coo happily as your curling toes shrank into royal perfection.

Every second brought you closer to the feminine completion you were destined for, the pleasure reducing you to a mess of heavy breathing as the magic washed over your unfitting clothes, an outfit that was much too small for the form of a goddess. They looked childish on your mature form, the clothes of a commoner having no place on the body of a princess, pure white rapidly engulfing every inch of your outfit.

Your sleeves faded, dissolving into particles of light and exposing your beautiful slim arms, no muscle spoiling their appearance, something only strengthened by the flawless shoulders. What remained of your sleeves became long fingerless gloves, gold rings and a necklace materialising to add to your regal look.

Whatever you had been wearing before was soon flowing into the same standards of princess perfection that was expected of you, beautifully flowing downwards as it lengthened into a gorgeous flowing gown. The feel of it was flawless, the unimaginable softness gently pleasuring your flesh, the growing fabric slitting down your thighs and going all the way down to your feet before pooling at the floor.

Your pants compressed in size, shrinking up your legs as the fabric turned black, shifting into a crushing spandex that bore down on your thick thighs and what remained of your cock at once. It made you shake, barely noticing as your shoes turned to high heels that only added more inches onto your impressive height, your socks blossoming into long, white stockings to finish giving you a dress fit for the ruler of the sun.

You sighed happily, never feeling better as calming bliss washed over your every nerve, feeling like a calming massage, although it had been a good few centuries since you had the moment to engage yourself in one. Worries faded, earthly concerns such as deadlines, finance and annoyances already a thing of the past, a golden circlet coming into existence just above your horn showing just how far you had risen above such unimportant things.

It was the symbol of a princess, a kind hearted, warm goddess for her people, a woman whose will was absolute, her wisdom and power admired for untold ages. It was no wonder that such a mind was so easily able to overtake yours, the last traces of your brain burnt to cinders as your eyes became focused on the last piece of cake in front of you.

You didn't hesitate, thoughts of your faithful student’s cute, eager face guiding you as you took a bite, the last traces of magic shooting though your body as the final changes began.

"A-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm~... s-so.... I-I..."

You spoke incoherently, too many thoughts floating though your head as the centuries worth of experience settled in, your shorts surrounded by magic as your horn glowed, keen to put an end to the worm between your legs. The tightening spandex made for an effective weapon to crush your cock, your thick thighs helping it along as pressure built, your cries slowly growing louder before it all released at once.

"HMPH~! KYAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~! O-OH~! MY~! MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~!!!!!!!!!!!!! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS~!!!!!!!!!!!"

You squealed, the last of horn crunching out as your soft cock popped, cumming for the first time as a woman as your eyes shined from pleasure. You shivered, gasping for breath, happy coos slipping out as you lost yourself to the incredible bliss, already tracing circles on your needy nipples.

The last of the cake dropped down behind them, your body prepared for the impact as you pushed your chest forward, guiding the fat into the forming deposits. You had never felt anything more wonderful when your tits started to inflate outwards, rippling with juicy mass as they rose against the beautiful white dress.

You shook, willing them to get bigger, begging for it as loud as you could, screaming as your hefty tits formed more and more by the second. The pleasure was intense, but nothing you hadn't seen before, even if it had been a few millennia since the last time you found yourself bathed in such bliss.

You shivered, feeling the sensations in your back reach their apex, the final bite of cake the last push you needed to bring it all out and fully ascend. Your surroundings were a blur as you shook, bucking as you felt two growing appendages wriggling madly, desperate to break free from its prison.

It was all that was needed to complete your transformation, the final piece of your ascension, the thrashing only getting more and more violent as you gasped and shook. Despite the pleasure, you made sure to control yourself, certain in the fact that a princess could not make herself look needy or horny just in case anybody was watching.

You held back your screams, instead sighing in relief as the extending appendages finally flapped free, bursting from your back and spreading white. There was no resistance to them growing, for why would there be? The perfect white wings were a symbol of your divinity, power and rule over your kingdom, both coated with flawlessly soft feathers as your body tingled with Alicorn might.

They twitched as you caught your breath, slowly regaining focus after the intense euphoria that was rushing through your body, the perfect taste of the cake still on your tongue. Slowly your pleasured gasps turned to gentle inhales, your body straightening itself into the perfect posture out of instinct as you slowly opened your eyes.

For a moment, you wondered where you were, the thought making you giggle as you got to your feet with a smile, everything coming back into focus. You were in Canterlot Castle of course! It wasn't common for the princess of the kingdom to be anywhere else after all, the thought making you smile grow wider as you got to your feet, the fabric of the dress pooling at your feet.

"What a wonderful cake. It was so kind of the palace staff to bake such a special one for me! That taste was simply divine! I only hope nobody saw me though... the last thing I need is gossip about all the sugar adding to my figure. What nonsense! My rear isn't that huge!"

You thought aloud to yourself, putting a hand on your hip as your ass jiggled with mass, grumbling slightly at the thought of your subjects talking about such things. It couldn't be helped you suppose, although that didn't make it any less annoying, your figure was great! You only ate cakes on important events! It wasn't your fault there were so many of them...

Sure you had been the one that set them all centuries ago, but nobody was still alive to prove that! You sighed, entering the long hallways with gentle, soft steps, the heels leaving loud clacks behind you. You needed to remember to thank the staff later, and give them a raise for making such wonderful treats~.

Right now, you had other urges that needed filling, the pleasant heat between your legs much needier than it had been in decades. It wasn't often that you needed help when it came to feelings such as this, a thought making you blush as you recalled an off handed joke at the last gala.

It probably didn't mean anything, but he did always have an appealing figure, you noticed that centuries ago... and now he was reformed, those thoughts didn’t have to remain as the occasional idea in your head. Not only that, but your faithful student had grown up to be a remarkably beautiful young woman… your wings sprang out at the thought, a blush filling your face as you hurried to your chambers. You had some important letters to write and send off as soon as you arrived, in order to help you with this… unique issue.

With all you had done for your subjects, you were sure they wouldn't mind you taking a bit of private time, your towering figure buzzing with bliss as hot as the sun at the ideas going through your head at what might follow once you had sent the letters.

If there was slightly more solar activity on the sun's surface in the hours that followed, it wasn't something your subjects thought was worth recording.