She spies a large, thick pie with a good deal of whipped cream on top. She wasn't exactly sure what flavour it was, but she was definitely sure it was meant for more than one person. She plonked it onto a plate and slid underneat the banquet table. Tough luck for everybody else; it was her right as princess to have more food than everybody else.
She works slowly away at the pie (it turns out to be berry, by the way) as a small pot belly forms against her tight dress. By the time she was finished, she felt completely stuffed... Yet strangely compelled to eat another. Letting out a belch louder than usual, she got up, slid another pie onto her place and gobbled it down, this time faster and far messier. Her potbelly grew again, pushing her dress out even further and spreading apart her legs, yet at the same time gave her a comforting feeling. She smiled at how warm and round she felt and got up again, deciding it would be impossible to hide her stomach to the guards anyway. Her parents were outside of the kingdom for a month anyways, foolish enough to fall for Zelda's 'wise and mysterious' guise she constantly put on.
Prancing around the table a bit, she grabs a few doughnuts and scarfs them down instantly, stopping only to burp loud enough to shake the chandelier slightly. She plonked her small butt onto the royal throne and lay side wise. Ordering the guards to let her be, she started to levitate desert towards her. "Man, who'd they think was going to finish all this food anyway?"
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