Trainin'
The picnic was ruined, considering over half the group hadn’t actually had any of the lunch that Twilight brought for them. There was far more on the line than a nice gathering with friends, if you asked either Applejack or Rainbow Dash. Pride, honor and the title of unbeatable at basically everything.
The other four, though, not so impressed.
“You’re so lucky we ran out of food,” Rainbow Dash shouted across the red and white blanket they were both sprawled out on. Her back to the ground, the blue stomach that rolled forward above her was quite a sight to see! She’d eaten quite a bit, and considering the mare’s typically very trim build, it wasn’t something any of the other five had seen before.
“Dash, listen,” Applejack said, the smirk on her face so deep it came across in her voice. “Yer really out of your league here. Like… Ah don’t even have anything to say.” Earth pony stamina meant that she’d easily been able to win in a test of endurance, but she didn’t seem any worse for wear. Still casually lying on her side, orange belly bulging against the ground, she picked at her teeth with a little stick. She’d eaten far more than her share, but she hardly even seemed like she was full. “Y’really want to just give up on this one while yer ahead.”
“Yeah, whatever! You’re just scared,” Dash retorted, looking proud of herself. Her mane bobbed as she nodded, reaffirming the belief in herself.
“Um, Rainbow Dash,” Fluttershy spoke up, glancing between the two. “I think you might actually…oh, nevermind.” The hard glare she received from the bloated pegasus made her stop right in her tracks, eyes diverting back to the ground.
“Dash, if you really want to push this one,” Applejack said, inwardly snickering the whole while. She, too, met a narrowed glare from Rainbow, but just ignored it. “Why don’t ya’ll come to the Apple family reunion in three weeks? There’s gonna be way more food than even mah whole family can eat, and we’ll have a real eatin’ contest then. Don’t have to worry about runnin’ out, like we did.”
An audible groan came from the crowd watching. This wasn’t the first time something innocuous had caused a massive battle between the two proud ponies, and everyone knew it wouldn’t be the last.
“You two can’t be serious, right?” Twilight finally spoke up, her voice run through with frustration. “This is actually happening? Ruining the picnic wasn’t enough, now you have to take it to the reunion, too?”
“Fine!” Dash shouted, rolling over onto her side before carefully rising up to her hooves. She completely ignored Twilight’s protesting, her focus entirely kept on Applejack.
She was trying not to show it, but she was damn full, and slightly intimidated by the ease with which Applejack was able to eat her half of the picnic. “Three weeks, your reunion! We’ll settle this then.”
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“Rainbow, I’d really like to say again how I don’t think this is the best idea. I think you’re misunderstand-”
“Fluttershy,” Rainbow Dash said, much more assertive. Fluttershy hushed up immediately, letting Rainbow speak. She relaxed on the cottage’s sofa, laying out across it as she stretched her back legs and wings after her flight. “This is totally going to work. You’re going to be my coach for this. I’ve seen your bear friends around the winter, they eat a ton!”
“Well, they do, but that’s for hibernation -- it isn’t really for them to increase capacity, it’s for them to gain we-” As soon as Rainbow Dash opened her mouth, Fluttershy immediately hushed again and let out a long, heavy sigh, knowing she would be interrupted. There was no getting her to reconsider here.
“Oh, come on! Why are you making so many excuses?” Rainbow Dash retorted. “This is simple stuff for you, Fluttershy!”
With a scrunch of her nose and another little breath in, she finally relented. “I’m not making… fine,” she said, voice a little firmer, nostrils giving a slight flare. “I’ll be your… coach. But I really think...”
“Yes!” Rainbow Dash cheered, pulling herself back up to her hooves before plopping back down on her rear, sitting herself up. Her wings fluttered with excitement -- training was always part of her daily life, but this was something entirely new. “Awesome! So, like, how do we start?”
“Well, I’ll go and pull out what I’ve got real fast… just wait right there. I should still have things left over from when I fed the bears, in fact,” Fluttershy said, voice trailing off into a mumble as she retreated into her kitchen.
A short time passed, with several annoyed comments shouted from the den from Rainbow Dash going without a response. Truth be told, she was hungry. She hadn’t eaten since the day before at the impromptu “contest”, that gnawing growling echoing from her stomach as she waited. Sure, this was serious training… but she was also starving.
Rainbow didn’t have to wait long before there was more than enough food. Fluttershy didn’t fail to deliver on her promise. A decent sized wooden cart was rolled into the den, and the amount of food was staggering. Plate upon plate was laid out on it, and all of it loaded with sugars and fats -- hearty food for animals with the goal of sleeping through all of winter. It was an incredible amount of bread and desserts, much of it drizzled—if not outright drenched—in honey. Sweetbreads, rolls, cakes and pies were all up for the taking.
“Wow. That’s… a lot of food, Fluttershy,” Rainbow said. She sounded almost surprised, as if she had expected something else for some bizarre reason.
Fluttershy just nodded as she bit onto one of the plates and moved it to the table in front of Dash. “Well, I think the easiest way to increase stomach capacity is to stretch it out… at least, that’s how I think it works. Because, again, this isn’t re-”
“Yeah okay,” Rainbow snipped. The first course was simple, and it didn’t take long for Rainbow to pounce on it. In record time the dish was emptied, and Fluttershy never missed a beat, always making sure a plate was in front of her pegasus friend and ready to be eaten. Breads, served up with large bowls of sticky honey, several types of buns, and even a fair-sized strawberry tart cake were all devoured, crammed into that blue belly. Up to four went down easily, Rainbow having no trouble at all packing it in even as she reached “full”, but the fifth course, a full cheesecake, was met with some struggle.
Rainbow leaned back, hoof running down to her swollen stomach as she brushed against it, carefully rubbing her hoof along its taut surface. Still, she kept eating as she tried to soothe herself, mouth opening and biting out chunks of the creamy, thick cheesecake as she forced it down, desperate to push her limits higher.
After a few more bites, though, the competitive nature just wasn’t enough to keep her going; a long groan escaped Rainbow’s lips, the mare resting on her haunches with her spine against the sofa’s back. “Okay, that’s… I’m stuffed,” she groaned out, and stuffed she looked! Between those rear legs was a quite distended middle, round with overindulgence.
“Well, I… actually had an idea,” Fluttershy spoke up, swallowing hard afterward. “If… you don’t mind?”
“If it helps with this, why not?” Rainbow asked, giving a little shrug of her shoulders as her hooves continued to soothe her middle. “What do you have for me?”
Fluttershy gave a nod and wrapped a pitcher of water in her wings, carrying it over to the couch as she pulled herself up onto it with all four legs, balancing the water in her curled feathers. “Well, that was a lot of breads, and when bread gets wet it tends to expand…”
It took Rainbow Dash a few moments, but after a beat or two she gave a little wince. Already having rolled onto her back to relieve the pressure on her gut, she gave a little groan, head shaking side to side as she placed a hoof on her stomach. “I don’t know about that, ‘Shy. I’m… pretty stuffed, here.”
“Um, well,” Fluttershy replied before she settled herself into the corner of the couch. “I just think that, um, Applejack ate the same amount as you and had no problem with it, so…”
Rainbow’s nostrils flared at the suggestion. “So you think she could eat what I just did with no issue?”
“It’s… likely.” Fluttershy nodded.
“...Fine. Let’s do it.” Rainbow gave a hearty huff.
“Come over here, then,” Fluttershy said, patting the cushion next to her. “It’d be easier for you if I, uh, help.”
Rainbow, careful not to jostle her stomach, slumped over farther and farther until she rested her body down at an angle on the couch with a soft flump. Her head was cradled in to Fluttershy’s chest, resting between her legs as she looked up at the pink mane above her, giving a nod and opening her mouth.
Gently holding on to make sure none of it spilled on either of them, Fluttershy slowly leaned that pitcher of water in towards Rainbow’s mouth. Dead set on making the most out of her first day of training, she started to gulp down the liquid, letting the cool, pure water flow down her throat into her already exceptionally full stomach.
At first, she didn’t feel anything as the water seeped into the empty space between the morsels of food in her stomach -- and given how fast she’d devoured the offerings, there was plenty. Sure enough, as promised, that airy bread began to soak up every drop that was swallowed down. With nearly half the pitcher empty, Rainbow held a foreleg up and pushed the jug back with a hoof. Fluttershy relented instantly.
With her tongue lashing out to pick up the droplets of water along her lips, she felt herself begin to swell from within. It was a different sensation than gorging, she quickly realized, a slow, advancing feeling of overwhelming fullness. Her eyes glanced down as she watched her stomach slowly bloat even farther outwards, feeling the skin around her barrel stretch tighter.
The idea worked like a charm, though it made Rainbow realize just how full she really was. Her back legs splayed out to the sides as her stomach filled the space between them, bulging against her thighs as she let out a long groan. She was sore, so full it was beginning to inflict a small bit of pain, her hooves carefully caressing along her engorged belly as if trying to slow it down.
“F-Fluttershy,” she stammered, another little groan of pain punctuating her word. “I feel like I’m gonna pop.”
“Oh, now,” Fluttershy said, giving a little shake of her head as her own hooves joined in to the impromptu massage, reaching down along the sides of the overfed blue belly. “Just breathe.”
Rainbow Dash tried to take a deep breath, but the pressure in her already taut belly only caused her to wince -- shallow breaths it was. As the swelling stopped, she let out a heavy sigh of relief, slumping harder against Fluttershy with an annoyed grunt, before twisting her face in pain after the movement jostled her stomach.
“I’m better at this than I thought,” Rainbow said, giving a little chuckle as she glanced at her stomach out of the corner of her eye. It was rather impressive (she thought, anyway) just how round she’d gotten. Taut as a drum and somewhat in pain, Rainbow couldn’t help but admire her self. “...I’m totally gonna win this, aren’t I?”
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“Alright!” Rainbow shouted as burst in through the door of Fluttershy’s cottage, startling her. Rainbow stood in place for a few moments before she saw a pink mane pop out from behind one of the tall chairs placed in the den, Fluttershy letting out a small sigh when she recognized who it was.
“Oh! Rainbow Dash,” she said, giving an embarrassed little chuckle at her own skittishness. “It’s just you.”
“Just me? Just me? Fluttershy, you’re looking at the fastest flyer and the best competitive eater in all of Equestria!” Rainbow, proud as ever, stood tall and flared her wings at her self-aggrandizing micro speech.
“I’m - I’m sure, yes,” Fluttershy said, giving a little nod. “Are you here for more, um, practice? I just made another shopping trip, so, we can do that, if you want… unless a week has been enough.”
“No way. If I stopped training now, I might get out of practice by the time the contest happens,” Rainbow said, trotting across the room and pulling herself up onto that sofa where she’d spent the better part of seven days binge eating, inadvertently giving Fluttershy a perfect view of her body. Given Rainbow’s predilection towards exercise, a week off to stretch out her stomach was hitting her hard. She was getting results, no doubt, but it was obvious to everyone she was expanding in more ways than just capacity.
Fluttershy's recipes were meant to fatten animals up for hibernation, and they were working just the same on Rainbow Dash, adding a good deal of weight to the athletic mare's normally lithe physique. Just about all of the toned muscle on her body was now hidden under at least a small layer of fat, softening her up all over. Her flanks had taken a good deal of that extra weight, too, widening her stance quite noticeably and giving her an overall more feminine appearance, the visible musculature she normally had along her rear now eroded by her recent gluttony. Softness rolled along her hips now, filling out her frame. Even more obvious was the gut she’d packed on; even when empty her stomach had a curve to it that hung towards the ground, round with excess fat and denting against her thicker thighs.
Still, if Rainbow was concerned about her weight, it didn’t show. The now decidedly chubby mare leaned forward, hooves against the table as her rump was seated on the couch, that fattened blue belly dangerously close to brushing against the sofa as it filled the space in her lap. “So, you gonna feed me or what? What are we doing for session number one today?”
“Well, I was thinking, since the contest is going to be pies, why not some experience with those?” Fluttershy asked.
“Great thinking, ‘Shy! ...Though, I didn’t know bears ate pie.”
“Oh, actually,” Fluttershy said as she started to pull the cart from the kitchen, holding it in a wing as she shuffled sideways to drag it out by it’s handle. “Um, I figured that it was taking place at Sweet Apple Acres so… I actually just bought a bunch from Applejack. More… authentic.”
Rainbow Dash narrowed her eyes a little, and even more so when she spotted all those still-warm pies on the cart. “Wait, you told Applejack about this? What if she starts practicing, too?!”
Fluttershy paused for a moment, glanced down at Rainbow’s softer figure, then back up at her eyes, calculating before she spoke. “Oh, I think she’s already been training for it. She’s looking a little… uh. Um, if you don’t want them, I can just make something else…”
Rainbow let out a little grumble and ducked her head slightly out of frustration. “Well, that just means we need to ramp things up, Fluttershy. Let’s do this. She can’t win.”
Fluttershy nodded in agreement - or, perhaps, disbelief. Neither of them could be entirely sure. Even still, that cart was pulled over towards the table Dash had settled herself against and the moment the first pie was placed down, Dash pounced on it. She really was treating this as if it were the real thing, and over the past week she’d started to notice eating fast was important. Packing it down before you started to feel full was key.
Whether it was the thought of losing, the week of practice, or just a natural gift, they both came to discover that Rainbow was a pretty speedy eater when she needed to be. Her hooves latched onto the sides of the pie tin, holding it in place as her snout ducked down into it and she more or less inhaled the sweet treat. Thick with sugar, but not overwhelmingly so, the pies from Sweet Apple Acres were a delight, even if they were likely made by her competition. Even though they were each roughly the size of her head, Rainbow wasn’t intimidated. Bite after bite disappeared from the tin until her snout hit the other end and she tossed it aside, Fluttershy placing a second in front of her almost as quickly as Rainbow Dash downed it.
This one too met the same fate. One by one, she chipped away at the pies sitting on the full cart. Rainbow Dash kept scarfing them down one after another, never slowing down as she gorged herself.
After five full sized pies, she paused for just a moment, panting. The combination of her added weight and all the pie sitting in her stomach swelled her out large enough for her gut to brush against the cushion beneath her, filling the space between her knees with blue belly. Still, breath caught, she started to force down more, pushing the mental block of fullness out of her head as she continued to binge on a sixth and then a seventh.
As the eighth was slipped in front of her, Rainbow Dash let out a soft groan. Her eating had slowed significantly, the mare reduced to taking a few bites at a time, swallowing, squirming, then going back for a few more, a huge reduction in speed. She’d certainly filled herself up, stomach taut despite the significant layer of chub it had grown.
“Mmf,” she groaned, nosing at the eighth pie sitting in front of her, half eaten. “Gimme a… rff… hoof, Fluttershy.” The bloated pegasus leaned back, withers resting on the sofa’s spine as she opened her mouth, hooves resting across the swollen expanse of her middle.
Fluttershy stirred into action, always helpful even with the dubious nature of stuffing her athletic friend to nearly exploding. She scooped up that half-finished pie with a wing, settling in next to Rainbow with a fork in one hoof, but paused before bringing it to her mouth. “Ah, are you sure?”
“Fluttershy, c’mon,” Rainbow said, rolling her eyes. With her mouth open, she jabbed a hoof at it. “Feed me.”
Fluttershy gave a little nod, spearing large chunks of pie as she pressed it into Rainbow’s mouth. Obediently, Rainbow followed through, chewing and swallowing each bite with a great deal of effort. Each bite caused that already turgid belly to fill out just a little bit more, stretching it to its limits.
Finally every last morsel of the eighth pie was gone, down into the growing orb that was Rainbow Dash’s formerly toned belly. With a huge groan, Rainbow’s wings relaxed as the pegasus crumbled under the force of absolute fullness, her hooves slowly caressing her stomach. Still, it was a marked improvement over her first attempt -- yes, she’d eaten herself into submission once again, but eight whole pies was pretty impressive for only a week of training… or, at least that’s what she told herself.
“Thanks, ‘Shy,” Rainbow groaned out, her sentence punctuated by a long gurgle from deep within her stomach. “I’m so gonna win.”
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Rainbow Dash panted. Flying was a hell of a chore now, sweat beading on her forehead after having to fly all the way to Fluttershy’s cottage. And worse, that was the easy part -- she could just glide down, it was lower. Getting back home, well, that was the challenge. It was an uphill—literally—battle against not only gravity, but its effects on the payload weighing down her stomach.
Still, anything to win, right?
With several heavy pants of breath, she pushed open the door to the cottage and waved a wing, before clutching the tired limb to her softened side. Sure, it didn’t close as tight to her side as it did before, but it was close enough.
“Hey, F-Fluttershy,” Rainbow said, her breathing finally beginning to slow down now that she was on the ground.
Fluttershy looked up from the newspaper she had in her hooves, eyeing the struggling athlete. A frown tweaked at her snout, tilting her head. “Dash? Are you alright?”
“Yeah! Never been better,” Rainbow replied as she pulled herself up onto the couch, splaying out across its cushion. Her belly flattened out to the sides as she laid on it, giving another small pant of breath before she fully caught her breath. “Just… need to get back into the swing of flying after all this, you know? Haven’t been doing much. Just have to whip myself back into shape after the contest.”
“...Right,” Fluttershy said, eyeing up Rainbow’s much fuller figure. A second week of binge eating in even greater quantities was taking an even bigger toll on her figure. There was no denying it now: Rainbow Dash had gotten fat. Where there was simply a loss of visible muscle was now soft, thick deposits of adipose clinging to every curve of her figure. Even her chest was looking softer, a soft tuft of chub where her forelegs met the rest of her barrel. Her neck, too, even seemed a little thicker.
What was a just a mildly chubby paunch before was now, quite simply, a gut. Exceptionally obvious when she laid on it, it bulged out to the sides, widening her form with soft, plush fat. Even still, the lower Fluttershy’s gaze dropped the wider the mare became. Her flanks had swollen too, her cutie marks looking slightly larger now that chub had laid claim to her rear with excess weight as well. Fluttershy wouldn’t believe this was still the same Rainbow Dash she’d known if she hadn’t been watching her fatten up day by day.
“What?” Rainbow asked, brow furrowing. She slipped over onto her side, rolling slightly over to expose her stomach without laying on top of it. “It’s just a little training weight,” she said, one of her hooves reaching down to press into the soft plushness of her stomach. It sunk in a good deal -- not an obscene amount, but enough to clarify just how much of it was pudge. “Come on, Fluttershy, do you really think I’d let myself get out of shape? I’ll work it off!” She poked at her belly a little bit more, jostling it lightly with each touch. “...Because trust me, it’s really weird. I’ve never felt this before. Or maybe I’ll just hibernate. Ponies can do that, right?”
“That’s… not really how that works,” Fluttershy said, nodding as she stood up and out of the chair she was on. “Rainbow, are you… sure about this? I just think that this is going a little bit too far…”
“No way,” Rainbow Dash said, giving a little puff. Neither was sure if that was a reaction to the question, or just her now much more difficult task of catching her breath. “Listen, ‘Shy, I’m gonna work this off, right? But I gotta win first.” She lifted a hoof up, pounding her chest, which sunk in against the small layer of fat her front had accumulated too. “You know me. I ain’t one to be out of shape, so let’s stop playin’ around. You got everything set up for today, or what?”
Fluttershy bobbed her head, the sides of her eyes clenching a little at the response. “I do, just a moment,” she said as she exited the room. Before long that cart they’d both grown used to pulled in behind Fluttershy as she entered the room with it. This time, though, it looked like it was jug after jug of… something, Rainbow couldn’t quite tell. Along with them, a funnel dangled off the edge of the cart, held to one of the handles by the small rubber hose that snaked out from it.
“What’s all that, Fluttershy?”
“Oh, um. Well, I didn’t think that your speed was an issue, you eat really fast,” Fluttershy said, though wasn’t entirely sure if it was a compliment. “But, capacity, well… I figured that was what needed some more work. N-not that you weren’t already doing well at that, too!”
“Yeah… okay,” Rainbow says, giving a quick nod in response. “So what’s the plan, then? What’s the funnel for?”
“Just… here, I’ll show you.” She pulled that cart over to the couch, close enough to where the jugs that were on top were within reach to the ponies sitting on it. She climbed up beside Rainbow, sitting down on her haunches and giving the space in front of her a pat. “Lay down with me—we’ll make this easier today.”
Rainbow did as she was told, scooting herself closer and laying with her back against Fluttershy’s slim middle and her head against her chest. It was harder, she realized, to move in her current condition, fighting with the size of her flanks in order to pull herself closer, but with some minor struggle she made it. Her rear legs splayed out to the sides to accommodate that burgeoning belly, the chubby blue gut filling the space between her knees. “Okay… now what?”
“Now just relax.” Fluttershy leaned over and grabbed hold of the funnel, carefully maneuvering it so the end of the tube was held out in front of Dash’s mouth, funnel above. Even without having used one in this manner before, Rainbow caught on quick and opened her mouth, holding the hose between her teeth and giving a nod.
Without words, they both knew what to do. With the hose in Rainbow’s mouth one of Fluttershy’s wings extended and wrapped around the handle of the nearest jug, raising it up before it tipped over and began pouring into the funnel.
Rainbow expected liquid, but had sort of assumed it was water. Not the case, she quickly realized, as the taste of thick, delicious cream suddenly rushed into her mouth, coating every space inside her maw with the tasty drink. It was heavy, rich, and oh-so fattening, but the latter didn’t matter -- she’d just work it off later, anyway.
Rainbow’s throat pulsed lightly as she chugged down as quickly as she could, soft ulp… ulp… ulp… noises rising up from her as she gulped. With the first entire gallon-sized jug already in her gut, Fluttershy didn’t waste any time before the second one began emptying into her friend, pouring it slowly enough to not choke her but quickly enough to where there wasn’t any time for her to stop.
She panted for breath between each jug, enough time for her to get a breath in. A bit of a way into the third she started to visibly expand, just as they had hoped, the large quantities of cream causing her middle to stretch out. That soft, round belly grew as she gulped down the calorie-rich cream, each extra swallow causing it to swell out just a little bit more.
The fourth empty jug was set aside, the bloated pegasus looking even more so as her belly gurgled. Still, the fifth came just as swift, the liquid pouring down into her throat after she’d caught her breath. She was getting full, as she expected, but Fluttershy apparently had no intention of letting her friend down by making her anything less than absolutely stuffed to bursting.
Feeling tight, her wings extended around herself, the feathery limbs cradling her overfed stomach as she gulped down gallon number five, a small urp escaping her throat in between gulps.
“Shh, it’s okay,” Fluttershy said, her forelegs wrapping around Dash’s chest and giving her a brief hug as her formerly slim friend continued to force more cream down her throat. “You’re doing so good, Rainbow. Keep it up.”
The encouragement resonated with her, a slight twinge of red tinting her cheeks as she finished off the fifth gallon. She was packed, her stomach losing much of it’s softness as it bulged in front of her, swollen with overindulgence, but she couldn’t stop. She had to drink more -- she needed this win.
Rainbow Dash steeled herself as she saw the sixth gallon rise up above her, clutching her gut tight with her wings as she tried to keep it steady. As it began to pour into her mouth she gulped hard, feeling the pressure building up inside of her as she forced more down into her already full stomach. “Just a little more,” Fluttershy whispered, and Rainbow let out a soft groan as she obediently swallowed and swallowed, slowly filling herself even farther.
Her stomach ached by the time she gulped down the last of it, absolutely bloated to her limits. Her fattened middle had grown firm with overindulgence, swelling out in front of her and could easily be mistaken for pregnant with twins, her stomach so round it bulged out in front of her knees. “N-no,” Rainbow groaned around the tube in her mouth, which Fluttershy gently tugged out. “No… urp… no more, I c-can’t.” She could hardly believe it, but this was easily the most full she’d been so far, stuffed to the absolute verge of popping. A single drop more and she feared her aching, stuffed gut would explode.
“There, there,” Fluttershy said, squeezing her forelegs around Rainbow’s chest as her knees hugged in against the bloated mare’s sides, feeling them sink in slightly against Rainbow’s pudgy barrel as she hugged. “You did so good, Rainbow Dash.”
“Yeah,” she said, nodding slightly as she shifted her back, feeling and hearing her stomach slosh with the massive meal she’d gorged herself on. “I’m - urp - I’m… awesome.” Her eyes lidded with exhaustion, the response to a gigantic meal kicking in as she felt her softening body grow tired. “W-wake me up f-for - huff - lunch training, okay?”