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// The Part With Juicy Content 
// Story: Tricks and Treats 
// by Liquid Savage 
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“Tricks and Treats, huh?” a dragon muttered to herself as she walked away from the eponymous stall. “We’ll just see about that.”

Smolder was wearing a tattered, dark purple dress that contrasted her bright orange scales. Recently she had become more confident in letting her girly side out of her tomboy exterior, but she hadn’t gotten bold enough about it to get a tiara to go along with it. Even though it would be an awesome black tiara.

She only had a few bits to work with for the evening, and she decided to get something from the strange mare’s stall that caught her eye: a small tart with the crust cut like a jack-o-lantern. She didn’t know why, but something about it really appealed to her. And not just because many creatures were lined up at the stall for its wares.

“Alright, little treat,” she said to it, “let’s see what makes you so tricky.”

She popped the tart into her mouth and slowly chewed, taking in the experience. 

“Nice texture,” she mumbled. “And really juicy. Never thought I’d like blueberry.”

She gulped it down in short order and licked her chops. Satisfied, she took a few steps before putting a hand to her stomach.

“Ooh, filling too. Right, let’s see if there’s anycreature to prank.”

She kept going through the crowd, darting her eyes around for a potential target to pull a Nightmare Night prank on. A harmless one, of course - it’s much better when everyone involved is having a good time.

“Hey, you’ve got something on your nose,” a pony said to her, pointing to her face.

“Oh,” she said, wiping it with her arm. “Thanks… where is it?” she muttered, looking at her clean scales. She wiped it again, and found nothing. “Guy was probably messing with me.”

“Hey, nice costume,” a kirin smiled. “Love the blue scales.”

“Blue?” Smolder raced to a darkened shop window and saw a blue-faced dragon staring wide-eyed back at her. She looked down and her heart skipped a beat when she saw a torrent of blue slowly covering her arms and hands. “What the…?!”

She grunted and put a hand on her stomach. All of a sudden, that full feeling turned into a bloated one, like she had eaten far more than just one tart. So bloated, in fact, she almost felt her middle swelling.

“Geez,” she groaned, “what was in that thing…?”

Moments passed before she realised she could feel her stomach pressing against her dress more and more. She looked down and gawked at how her middle really was swelling up! Her feet were disappearing beneath the steadily growing curvature of her stomach right before her eyes.

“Okay, this isn’t good,” she whimpered. “Maybe Starlight knows how to fix this.”

She pushed through the crowd looking for the unicorn in question, while her body continued to grow rounder and more awkward to move. Her legs were forced further apart as her torso became more spherical, turning her jog into an awkward waddle.

“You… gotta be kidding…!”

Onlookers stared wide-eyed as Smolder slowly lumbered around, trying desperately to keep her balance with how round she was getting. Her arms were forced to her sides as they slowly sunk into her big blue body. Similarly, her legs could barely bend. The stitches on her dress strained and groaned as they tried to keep together, but one by one they popped and snapped.

“Aw, my costume!” she growled. Her tail lashed angrily behind her, as much as it could while it was sinking into her bloating body. Her cheeks puffed out and she let out a little burp, sending a small stream of blueberry juice trickling from the corner of her mouth. “The heck is going on?!”

One errant step was all it took. She yelped and her wings flapped desperately to keep her balanced, but it was all in vain as she flopped onto her front. Her body bounced gently, having gotten more taut than she appeared, and the gallons of blueberry juice inside her sloshed from the impact. She had grown into a house-sized blueberry dragon.

But that wasn’t the worst of it. That came when a crowd started to gather around her.

“Whoa, what happened to her?”

“She’s so round.”

“Hey look, she jiggles!”

“Hey, back off!” she snapped, helplessly wiggling her hands and feet. Her limbs had been completely sucked into her body, and her head had almost joined them. She groaned as she felt her horns pressing against her bulk, like they were threatening to pop her and cover Ponyville in juice.

“This better wear off soon…”