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Shamrock95


Not much to say about myself -- I'm an Irish guy whose interests include MLP, video games, and occasionally writing fanfics.

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This story is a sequel to Bulking Up


Even before she met Thunderlane, Blossomforth had always had a magic touch for fattening up stallions. For evidence of this, one need look no further than Rock Crawler, her high school sweetheart... and one of the fattest colts in school!

Contains: anthro, fat/obese ponies, feederism.

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Catching herself in the mirror on the inside of her locker door, she paused to adjust her breasts inside her crop top. She'd always been far more well-endowed in that department than her peers, and was now the owner of a decidedly perky pair of DD-cup breasts. Well, she said they were double-Ds, but she'd given up on finding bras that fit her a long time ago. This, of course, meant that her round, jiggling chest attracted the open stares of many a colt. Especially one colt in particular...

...what...the fuck...:heart:

And there he was, standing by the gates—a grey-furred colt named Rock Crawler, the love of her young life. When Blossomforth had first met Rock Crawler, he had been your typical athletic high school colt, with strong muscles, well-defined abs, and cheekbones you could grate cheese on. He'd acted athletic, too—he could run eight miles without breaking a sweat, pump weights with impressive ease, and perform all manner of other feats of physical prowess. In other words, Rock Crawler was the picture-perfect high school jock, with a strong, fit physique and the aptitude to show for it.

And Blossomforth had wasted no time in correcting that once they hooked up.

Oh Blossomforth, you evil little thing you~

Blossomforth liked her stallions big, sure, but she liked them big in a very different way. She had a passion for big bellies, full moobs, thick love handles and soft rolls of fat—a stallion she could cuddle. And what was more, she had a particular aptitude for fattening colts up. Heck, she'd had it since at least the age of ten, when she turned her neighbour Cirrus Sweep into a big, bloated butterball with her own cooking.

So...she makes them cuddlier. Death, via snu-snu is not a threat here.
death via gluttony is more like it.

This little flower is just full of fattening sweetness. High calesterol love.

All it had taken was inviting Rock over to her place, getting up nice and cosy with him, telling him how sweet he was and how much she loved him, and wouldn't he like to try some cookies she'd made? From the moment he'd eaten one of those, he'd been hooked. All Blossomforth had to do after that was keep on feeding him, watching with utter glee as he grew larger and larger. As those muscles turned to fat, as that belly grew, as he was forced to go up in pants sizes again and again...

I can just imagine it. Her cute, sexy face grinning in star struck glee as the poor stallion bloated like a blueberry oompaloompa

"Well, I'll be sure to make something extra special for you, in that case," she grinned. "I can't have my big boy starving to death, can I?"

I bet he died of high blood pressure mere months after she left him.
cause you know this strumpet is gonna leave the poor lard.

Normally, Blossomforth's house would have only been a ten-minute walk from the school, but with Rock's hefty bulk slowing him down, the walk took closer to fifteen for the pair of them. Not that Blossomforth minded. On the contrary, she loved the reminder of how out of shape her coltfriend was, from his waddling gait to his laboured breaths. It was wonderful to behold. It made her want to just stuff him even bigger and fatter...

She's a sadist...

"Oh, Rock," Blossomforth said softly, clambering atop him. She lay atop his bloated gut, her bare feet brushing against his flabby calves as she looked him in the eyes. "You've no idea how much it warms my heart to see you eat like that."

She moved in and kissed him, her tongue probing his chocolate-flavoured mouth, picking up crumbs as it went. Breaking the kiss, she reached up and caressed his fat cheek, the two locking eyes with each other in a display of teenage love.

I don't know why, but her tone just...disturbs me.
in a good way, mind you. I would die to have a freaky girl like that around me all the time. Mostly in private though, maybe at a Two and a Half Men style house or mansion.

But the way she saI'd that. The way she caresses him...I swear this is Hansel and Frette all over again, with a particularly well endowed witch.

Anybody ever wonder what happened to that ten year old colt? Because I wasn't informed of what became of him.

Well, this was enjoyable~ Now can we see Thundie and Rumble again?

8302031
Perhaps on a nice fattening belt destroying Bitalian vacation? (the effects of which you now have full first hand experience with?)

Love the story overall, mr.Shamrock~

8302048 I was thinking something more along the lines of Blossomforth getting a belly of her own -- more specifically, a pregnant belly.

8302057 Glad to hear it~ :heart:

8302067
How would that work with Thundie being as big of a fatass as he is? :derpytongue2:

8302067
I cannot fathom a non-athletically fit Blossom.
but I can imagine her epically trolling everybody she comes across, maybe the pony version of David Hasslehoff.

I can just imagine her sweet bod stretched out on a blanket on the beach, watching the lifeguard do his thing before settling his eyes on her and effectively divorcing his current hot babe I forget the name too, because I haven't see baywatch since forever.

Mmm...just imagine the sun tan lotion scenes that could be had.

then he gets fat and we end the scene with him being eaten by a shark, who then gets bloated and becomes the mares next target.

So, I take it she never experimented in college or anything, no fatty fillies in her repertoire?

8303219 Afraid not. Fatty stallions all the way.

DD cup breasts (at the very minimum) at only 15? If those are her measurements at such a young age, methinks her adult measurements need to be upped.

8303778 Nah, I think E-cups are a fine size for her in her 20s.

8303821 Wonder if Blossom can even see her feet over her tits? I mean, Thunderlane sure as hell can't see his~ :derpytongue2:

8303867 She can, just about. Depends on how much they're bouncing!

8302017

I bet he died of high blood pressure mere months after she left him.
cause you know this strumpet is gonna leave the poor lard.

Most likely, though he might've actually left her for his one true love, an industrial chocolate pump.

Anybody ever wonder what happened to that ten year old colt? Because I wasn't informed of what became of him.

Well, uh... You ever hear that story about the coke and the mentos?

8311720
sounds to me that a cherry of another type was popped. only this time they didn't feel anything, and their release was a little more explosive.

This is only at 15. .....How big did Rock end up? :derpytongue2:

8315182 Heh, you tell me!

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