Dinin' Dash

by Baron Von Clop


Competin'

“How… much farther?” Rainbow Dash panted,her wings spread out as far as they could be to help cool off. Each step was difficult as her bloated thighs pressed into her immense belly, her whole barrel swaying side to side at the force of her rear legs as she waddled forward. Her hocks bounced with each step, the fattened rump area of her legs threatening to buckle over and form a fold if she gained much more weight. Fat bulged from her sides, belly now large enough to squeeze out from between her legs, teetering on the edge of forming rolls along her back as well. Her forelegs dented her chest, while her wing joints brushed against the softened flesh along her back, nearly enveloping them. Her belly hung pendulously above the ground, dangling but a few inches above it.

Flying wasn’t an option anymore, and walking was rapidly  becoming impossible too.

        “We’re almost there. Come on, now,” Fluttershy said. She, too, struggled, considering the much heavier Rainbow Dash was leaning heavily against her, struggling to move under her own power. Her slim figure dented into Rainbow’s side, squishing against (and into) the plump pony.

        “Ugh,” Rainbow groaned. One of her wings flapped a tiny bit, fanning the sweat forming across her brow from the horrendous exertion of simply walking.

        As they passed the overhanging sign welcoming them to Sweet Apple Acres, Rainbow’s mood picked up. “Oh, yeah. We’re almost there.” A newfound spring in her step got her moving a bit faster, Fluttershy keeping pace to make sure she made it there. “We’ve got this, Fluttershy.”

        Her lightened mood dropped straight out of her chest the moment she saw the arena and her competition already seated.

        Rainbow Dash simply wouldn’t have believed it if she wasn’t seeing it for her own eyes. Applejack had, simply put, eaten herself huge in the past three weeks. Rainbow had packed as much as she possibly could onto her formerly trim form, but there was no doubt Applejack was a little more adept at extreme gluttony.

        Fattened well beyond the ability to use a normal chair, Applejack was instead spread out on a huge cushion underneath her, though the sheer size of her rump alone was more than seat enough for anypony present. Thick rolls lined her sides when seated, fat bulging outward as it cascaded down her barrel and against her thighs. Her cutie marks were gargantuan now, easily two-and-a-half or three times the size as when they’d last met each other and nearing the size or her head each. Even the base of her tail had been engulfed in the fat she’d packed on, and she’d gained it all in such a short time. Rainbow didn’t even think it was possible for a pony to gain that much weight, but there she was, in the prodigious flesh.

        Rainbow swallowed hard.

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        The crowd was, as expected, giant. This was, after all, the Apple family reunion that Ponyville was famous for. There was no lack of food, either, with every surface in sight having been absolutely covered in apple related or flavored foods and drinks. And even that wasn’t enough, judging by the two carts stacked full of apple pies on each side of the contest table.

        “Ah told you this wasn’t gonna work out for you, Dash,” Applejack said. She chuckled, sending a ripple through the second chin that drooped under her snout.

        “Whatever,” Rainbow Dash said, having already begun to steel herself for a loss. She, too, was provided with a cushion, her emotions conflicted on the fact she didn’t fill nearly as much of it as Applejack did.

        “Fillies and gentlecolts!” Applebloom screeched through a megaphone, alerting the crowd to the buffet table that Applejack and Rainbow Dash were seated at. The majority of eyes were already on the bloated mares, but now all of them were. “As promised, we’ve got quite a show for you all today, so come, gather ‘round!”

        The crowd didn’t waste any time, the mob of Apple ponies doing just as they were told and focusing in on the stage. Rather rapidly, word spread, and within a minute or two the entire reunion was in place, eyes wide and staring down the bloated mares on the stage in front of them.

        “Way back two weeks ago, these two ponies had a battle to-”

        “Applebloom,” Applejack cut in, nipping that before it got out of hand.

        “Right, sorry,” Applebloom whispered, before signaling for the two helper ponies to place one pie each in front of the two mares. “Ready…”

        “Set…”

        “Go!” Applebloom shouted, hopping off the stage.

        Immediately, the portly pony pair had their snouts crammed into the first pies in front of them, forelegs clutching the tins to keep them in place. A few slurps and they knocked them straight out, tossing them aside for a second.

        Rainbow’s attention focused solely on gorging herself as fast as possible. It was a trick, she had heard, to eat as much as fast as possible, before she started to actually feel full. Pies five, six, and seven fell before her as she immediately clutched pie eight, her snout dropping into that one next. She’d already come this far--she had to win now.

        A brief pause, and Rainbow repositioned herself slightly. Shifting her rear legs outward, spreading slightly, freed up space for her cyan belly to spill forward and fill the gap between her legs, gut resting on the cushion beneath her as she crammed pie number ten into her snout.

        A soft burp rose from her throat, belching it straight into the pie she was gorging herself on. She showed no remorse for the pies whatsoever, each one devoured and the tin shoved aside into the growing pile between the two mares.

        Gurrrgle… An annoyed grumble rose from her gut as she passed pie fifteen, Rainbow’s stomach beginning to stretch with fullness. Even despite the large layer of fat that surrounded it, that belly was swelling outward farther and farther with each bite. She ignored it--now wasn’t the time to think about it.

        “Hnf… urp…” Rainbow grunted as she started to shove her snout into her twenty-first pie, the sticky sweetness of the apple filling beginning to take its toll on her. It was cloying, sickeningly sweet, which only caused her gut to let out another rolling gurgle as her paunch billowed forward another tiny bit with another gulp.

        Twenty-two.

        Twenty-three.

        Twenty-four.

        Rainbow struggled. The tactic of cramming as much down her throat before she felt full was successful, but it didn’t matter: she was reaching a hard limit nonetheless. Her gut ached, stretched past “full” several pies ago. The sheer weight of her stomach caused her thoughts to slow, her body to lurch with lethargy. “Another,” she groaned out, and her server, reluctantly, placed another in front of her.

        Twenty-five.

        Twenty-six.

        Twenty-...six and a half.

        Halfway through pie twenty-seven, Rainbow simply couldn’t eat anymore. Gut on the verge of rupturing, she let out a sticky, hearty belch, her chin dropping to slam against the table as she panted. Slow, careful breaths were all she could manage — more than a slight inhale and her stomach only ached more, having eaten to the point it compressed her lungs.

        “I’m… hnf… urp… c-can’t eat…” she groaned out, rolling her head on her chin to glance at her competition…

        ...who hadn’t slowed down one bit. Rainbow’s heart immediately sank into her massive stomach when she saw Applejack’s pile of pie tins, which was only growing bigger and bigger. She couldn’t even see the counter, but it didn’t matter. Applejack had won, hooves down.

        Rainbow gave an annoyed huff as Applejack’s eyes turned towards her. Seeing that she had won, she threw the remaining half of the pie she was eating aside, giving a cheer. The entire crowd followed up right behind her with an enormous howl, and Rainbow could see the chorus of hats flying into the air in celebration.

        Applejack rocked forward and back a few times, trying to ease her bulk into her hooves. Finally successful, she stood with a wide stance, her huge belly only having swollen even larger in the contest, it’s lowest point just now beginning to brush against the floor. “Hah,” she said, tipping her hat. “I ain’t even full yet,” she taunted, sticky pie filling still dripping from her jowls. “Told ya you w - urp! - were way in over yer head.” With a waddle in her step, the obese, stuffed earth pony turned her attention to the crowd. “Even - urp - better, this was her idea!”

        The crowd immediately exploded into a cacophony of laughter directed straight at Rainbow. She could feel her cheeks burning with embarrassment, the glutted pegasus stifling a burp of her own as the crowd cajoled her.

        Applejack waddled off the stage, joining the rest of the Apple family, sinking into the crowd of ponies cheering her on.

        Rainbow’s brow furrowed, and not even the feeling of Fluttershy’s hoof on her shoulder calmed her at all. Turning, she shot an angry look at Fluttershy.

        “I’m sorry, Dash,” she said, frowning deeply. “I know this meant a lot to you.”

        Dash’s stomach let out an egregious groan as it gurgled beneath her. “...I’m gonna beat her. I ain’t lettin’ her get away with humiliating me.”

        Fluttershy squinted a bit, cocking her head to the side as she stared at Rainbow Dash. “Rainbow, I really don’t th-”

        “I ain’t giving up, Fluttershy!” With a grunt, Rainbow rocked herself back to her hooves, stumbling slightly as her stomach bowled forward. Finally it settled, her gut cradled by the abs she hadn’t seen in three weeks. “I’m gonna — urp! — I’m gonna beat her.”

        Fluttershy’s gaze wandered back along Rainbow’s bloated figure: the gut threatening to touch the floor, and the rump about to fold over on itself, and just let out a huge sigh.