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Background Pony #78FB
Cloudchaser was tired of being mistaken for her little sister, so Discord made her incredibly obese. Now everypony can tell them apart. Unfortunately for Flitter, she still demands the top bunk, because regardless of her weight, she’s still two minutes older.
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After Flitter overslept several days in a row, Cloudchaser came up with an innovative solution–if she slept on the top bunk of a bunk bed, Flitter would be too terrified of being crushed to ever sleep long enough to oversleep again. For her part, Cloudchaser was delighted to be able to find a practical use for her obesity.
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That face says “Oh Celestia, I’m going to die”, but the act of letting Cloudchaser’s big everything have the top bunk implies that you wanted this to happen.
 
Fess up, Flitter. Has your ideal death ever involved being smooshed under several hundred kilos of pillowy flesh? Is the idea that the bed might hold her weight what you’re truly afraid of?
 
No matter what the truth of it, your lack of desire to be pressed against that butt disappoints me.