How Many Muffins?
Ring ring!
Dash entered Sugar Cube Corner at her usual casual trot, if a little jaded. It had been an interesting day to say the least. Most of the agricultural ponies, including Applejack, had been complaining about the lack of rain recently for their crops, so a tour of most of Ponyville had been in order to get the rain clouds over all the farms. Dash was exhausted, it was the hardest she had worked in a long while and it clearly showed. Her mane was a total mess, her eyes were bleary and she couldn’t wait to get home to her soft, plush bed that was calling her name. But her stomach was rumbling and after such a difficult day, one of Pinkie Pie’s batch of gingerbread pony cookies seemed like just the thing to eat before heading home. As she approached the counter Pinkie looked up, and saw the state her friend was in.
“Hey Dash…woah! You look super-duper frazzled! And I mean more frazzled than me after an all-night baking session! I was just closing up but I’m waiting for 1 more customer to pick up an order. What can I get you?”
“Thanks Pinkie…I think…and can I get a batch of those gingerbread ponies? They were awesome last time, I could totally go for some more.”
“No problem, coming right up! Ohhh, there isn’t any more under the counter, the CMC were in here earlier and they like em’ just as much as you, hehe – but there’s a fresh batch out in the kitchen I was preparing for tomorrow. Wait just there a sec.”
Pinkie Pie shot off through the doorway into the kitchen, leaving Dash alone. The surroundings were so familiar she hardly took them in anymore, the tables, chairs, counter. All of it commonplace and never changed. Alone and in a silent room her eyes were becoming heavy, and she was just about to drop off when the entry bell rang again.
Ring ring!
“Pinkie Pie? I’m here to pick up my order! Oh hey Rainbow Dash, how’s it going?”
It was Derpy, but..it was not the same Derpy that Dash had seen a week ago helping to clear some of the clouds over Ponyville. She was suddenly double in size, her face was round and chubby, fat pudgy cheeks struggling to contain her lips as she spoke. Her body was huge, in fact it was a miracle she could fit through the door. Her belly was hanging low and almost dragging along the floor, rolls of fat rippling as she thundered forward towards the counter. Her rump had also gotten bigger and was just slightly rising above her back. Dash took all of this in within about 5 seconds, before eventually replying when Derpy’s trademark crossed eyes started to stare at her.
“Oh uh, hey Derpy. Um, you look…err…um…”
“Bigger right?” Came the honest response Dash was not expecting to come so easily.
“Yeah, exactly. What happened?”
“It’s these new muffins that Pinkie has been trying out, she knows I love them so much she asked me to test them over this week for her. Thing is, I can’t get enough of them! She’s added a filling you see – usually muffins don’t have any but she had this idea to add a super creamy, super sugary centre and I don’t think I can go back to regular ones now, these are just too good!” She exclaimed, mouth also practically watering as she described them.
“Uh huh. Well Pinkie’s just fetching something out the kitchen, she’ll be right out. Are you gonna be okay for cloud clearing tomorrow? We’ve gotta move all those spent rain clouds now the crops have been watered.”
“Absolutely! Don’t worry Dash my wings still work well enough, hehe!” She said giggling. “And I think with all this extra weight its gonna make clearing them even easier, you wait!”
Somehow, she believed it. Derpy was always a little...clutzy, when it came to doing things. Dash always wondered if it was because her vision wasn’t the best, with her eyes being how they are and all. As she pondered this Pinkie re-appeared with her cookies and plopped them on the counter.
“Here you go Dash – hey Derpy! Wait right there I’ve got your next order under the counter.”
“I don’t think she’s going anywhere Pinkie. I mean come on. Have you seen her?” Dash muttered under her breath. It went unnoticed though, and Pinkie finished passing over the muffins to Derpy.
“Dash I’m telling you, you’ve gotta try these, especially if you like sweet things.”
“Thanks Derpy but I’ve got my order, and *yawn* I’m heading home to bed. See you tomorrow.”
“Bye Dash!” and with that Derpy waddled out of the bakery, at least she nearly did, but not before knocking over a table with her ginormous rump that was swaying around behind her. There was a small thud as it hit the floor.
“Whoops! Sorry Pinkie, catch you later!”
“Hey! She could at least have picked up the table. Here let me help you Pinkie.”
“Thanks Dash, she’s right you know though. These are probably the most fantastic muffins ever! When they hit the shelves I bet ponies won’t be able to help themselves! You know you should try some before they all get sold out.”
There was an almost too perfectly timed rumble from Dash’s belly as she and Pinkie heaved the table back into its proper position. Pinkie grinned in that way she always does when she knows she’s got you, and it’s always from ear to ear.
“Wait there.” And with a zip she once again darted into the kitchen, re-appearing a few seconds later.
“Here, just try some, on the house. Pretty please? I know I asked Derpy but she loves muffins so much anyway I know she’s going to tell me she loves them. Can you give me an honest opinion?”
“Sure, but I plan on eating these cookies tonight, can you wait a few days?”
“Yeah! I’m not putting them on sale for a few more weeks anyway. And I really – REALLY want to hear what you think! I’ll be waiting!”
“Okay thanks Pinkie, catch ya later!”
Bonk!
“Owww, guess I really am tired. I didn’t even notice I was heading for the door frame! Guess Derpy isn’t the only one who’s clumsy sometimes, haha.”
“Hehehe, well you get home, and enjoy the muffins!”
And with that Dash took off and flew, as fast as her poor tired wings would carry her, back to her home.
Dash hastily shoved her prize from Sugarcube Corner down on the table. It was starting to get dark out, twilight had set in and soon it would be as black as the depths of the Everfree forest. The plan for tonight was eat, then sleep. Nothing fancy, no new Daring Do books to read or much else to do. The tiredness was setting in and the bed upstairs was calling her name, as it always did.
She was presented a choice, did she try one of the muffins now and give her review to Pinkie? Or did she eat her cookies. She glanced from left to right at the two boxes on her table, those big purple pupils dancing around trying to decide. The cookies were good sure, but clearly there was something in those muffins. Alright, fine, the muffins were going down the hatch tonight.
There was no love or care sought when she opened the box, and actually when she first set eyes on the muffins, they looked remarkably normal, except the colour. They were the same light blue as her coat. Coincidence? Or knowing Pinkie, something she had worked in to show her appreciation for her friend. They did look appetising. There were a total of 4 in the box, and she plucked one out at random and peeled the foil off around the lower edge which freed a few crumbs as she did so.
Welp, down the hatch. She thought, terrible eating habits once again kicking in and instead of those nice lady-like bites that Rarity was so fond of, the entire muffin disappeared in one massive gulp. Dash’s lips smacked together as there was a few seconds of chewing and then it went down her throat.
Yeah, that was very tasty. She approved of the muffin, an 8 out of 10 at least. The creamy centre did certainly make it different, and the sweet taste was sticking around in her tastebuds long enough to appreciate it, even if the muffin itself did disappear in record time.
Blooorrrppp
Huh, that’s not a usual satisfied tummy sound. Dash suddenly thought with concern, in fact it was a bit disconcerting. As her stomach began to digest the muffin, her whole body quivered. Suddenly though it ceased, and a pang of hunger shot through her. There’s still 3 muffins left, could I? Of course I could! And as quick as a flash she scooped up the remaining muffins. One, Two, Three! They all disappeared down her throat.
Delicious! She thought. The other 3 somehow tasted even better than the first one. Maybe because there was more of them? Hmmm. That might explain Derpy’s size, but she only picked up four! Hold on…I can feel something…coming…ohhhhh too many muffins too quickly.
“Baaaaaarrrrrrpppppppp!!!!!”
A huge, noxious burp erupted from Dash’s mouth just as she finished swallowing the last bit of muffin. There was definitely something different in these other than the creamy centre. The belch seemed to echo throughout the house and bounce off the walls, extending its lifespan beyond exiting her mouth. The noise died off and as it did, Dash finally noticed that her stomach, only minutes before lean and slender had now become slightly pudgy and a small belly was beginning to form. Her worst nightmare was happening right in front of her eyes.
What, after only four?? How could I get a belly after only FOUR MUFFINS! She lamented in her head. She began to check the rest of her body as well. And a bigger butt! Oh my Celestia! I’m gonna kill Pinkie tomorrow! I KNEW she put something in these! Ohhh she’s in for the wrath of Dash!
But her eyes were heavy, her legs were buckling keeping her now slightly larger and heavier body upright. There was nothing more that could be done today, so she decided the best thing to do was what she always did when confronted with difficult situations.
Sleep on it.
“Dasssshhhh? Are you here??? Ohhhh my goodness….”
“Derpy, is that you?” Said a bleary eyed Dash. “What are you doing here so early?”
“Well you never showed up for cloud clearing so some of the other ponies asked if I could look for you, but I think I can see why…” Derpy trailed off with a giggle.
As Dash opened her eyes wider all she could see in front of her muzzle was blue…and blue…and even more blue. She was convinced she was still half asleep. As she tried to move out of her bed there a huge crack and a sudden jolt as one of the bed legs gave way. She tried again to move and couldn’t, something big and heavy was weighing her down like an anchor.
“Derpy, I’m having some trouble moving and I’m still half asleep, is my hoof trapped or something?”
“Errr, no. But I think it might have something to do with your belly…hehe.”
My WHAT? Was the first thought, quickly dismissed as Dash opened her eyes fully, and realised the blue…was her. It was mounds of blubbery blue belly that stretched over her bed and onto the floor in front of it. No wonder the bed leg had given way, overnight the muffins had worked their magic and Dash was now easily covering her modest bed, gut overflowing and her flank not unimpressive either, her butt looking like two huge bowling balls.
“Oh my Celestia! Derpy! This is all Pinkie’s fault! And yours!” She wailed.
“What? What did I do? I just picked up some muffins!” Derpy retorted, taken back by Dash’s sudden outburst. “How is this my fault?”
“Because if I hadn’t had gone to Sugarcube Corner yesterday, and if I hadn’t been there at the same time as you, I’d have never gotten those muffins, and I’d never be in this HUGE –quite LITERAL- mess! I’m the best flyer in Ponyville, and now look at me! I can’t fly like this, this is TERRIBLE!” Dash howled. And then came the waterworks, thick heavy tears began to flow from her eyes as she completely took in the consequences of scarfing down all those muffins last night. It wasn’t Derpy’s fault, it wasn’t Pinkie’s fault (okay, maybe it was a little Pinkie’s fault) but she knew four of them at once was too much.
“I’m sorry Derpy, it’s not your fault – I just, look at me, look at this!” she exclaimed as she rubbed her huge belly. “I HATE this! I’m athletic and fast, how fast do you think I’m going to be carrying around THIS thing under me! I bet I can’t even get off the ground now!” she whimpered, and then buried her head in her stomach to cry even more.
“C’mon Dash, I know you didn’t mean that – I mean I’m pretty big as well! But I only ate one…”
“What! ONLY ONE? But you said you’ve been trying them all week for Pinkie! How could you have only eaten ONE?”
“Well I know it’s no secret that I love my muffins, but after eating the first one, and then having all this weight put on me, I couldn’t eat anymore, even though they were the tastiest muffins ever. I couldn’t stop getting them from Pinkie either, she asked me to try them for a whole week, four per day! I didn’t want to hurt her feelings by stopping, so I kept picking them up each day, and then just putting them in my pantry.” Which was not quite the confession Dash was expecting, but it did make sense. Derpy was as kind as any other Pony, and it would have hurt Pinkie’s feelings if she stopped, but still – it was obvious that first muffin had a huge effect, she was still as big as she was yesterday.
“C’mon Derpy, you gotta help me loose this gut fast! I can’t let anypony else see my like this and let my reputation be ruined! They’ll be coming up with all sorts of mean names like Rainblob or Rainbutt!”
There was definitely a snicker at the last one.
“I dunno, I kind of like the idea of a Rainblob – but clearly you don’t. Wait right there, I’ve got something at home that might help, but I may be a little while, it’s not easy flying with this belly.”
“Well be as quick as you can, and lock the door behind you! Nopony can see me. And Derpy, bring the rest of those muffins as well – as good as they are we’ve got to destroy them, for the good of every other pony we can at least stop them suffering the same fate, now go!” She bellowed.
“I’m going! No need to yell!” And as fast as her fat little legs would carry her across the room Derpy made a speedy retreat for the front door, slamming it behind her.
“And I said TO LOCK IT!” Yelled Dash, but Derpy was long out of earshot. All she could do now was wait for her to return with…whatever it was she was getting, and those blasted muffins. They had to be destroyed, there was no way anypony else could eat them and have…this happen to them.
As she waited, and unable to move beyond propping herself up a bit against the back of the now destroyed bed, Dash decided to survey her size. Her belly was overflowing from her modest 2-pony bed. Her butt had ballooned in size as well, taking up nearly half of the rear portion of it while her belly dominated the rest. She could wiggle around a bit but there was no movement, her hooves were sticking out from her chubby thighs in front of her like two misplaced sticks stuck haphazardly to the side of a mountain of blubber.
Tentatively, with one of her fat hooves, she poked at her ginormous belly. There was a slight sloshing sound as with even a gentle prod, the blubber rolled around and her stomach gurgled in delight at being prodded. It actually felt strangely nice.
No way, I am not keeping this…this…THING! She thought to herself as she prodded it again, and sent it into another fit of rolling and jiggling. It was almost hypnotic, like watching a small ocean of blue flab roll around in front of her. She continued to prod and watch it roll around in front of her. It was clearly entertaining, because before she knew it twenty minutes of prodding and poking had passed, and Derpy suddenly re-appeared at the front door, carrying a large box and what looked like a treadmill on her back.
“Is that a joke?” Dash said, utterly bemused at the little treadmill Derpy had brought with her. “How am I meant to get on that thing Derpy? I’d crush it! And I can’t even move! What were you thinking?”
“I uh…I guess I wasn’t. Hehe. It was all I had, sorry Dash, but maybe we could try something else?.”
Suddenly a smirk spread across Dash’s face. No, she couldn’t…could she? But she had to make sure, before they were destroyed. I mean it really would be a terrible shame to waste all those delicious muffins in vain before making completely sure that they were indeed the culprit.
“Derpy.”
“Yes?”
“How many muffins do you have left?”
“Well I ate one…been getting them for seven days now…so, five hundred thirty four.”
“You mean twenty seven, math isn’t your thing either huh?”
“No…”
“Can you pass me one? We really need to make sure these are responsible for this before they get thrown out. I mean I’m 99% sure but we gotta be 100% sure, ya know?”
“Um, okay.”
Reluctantly, Derpy opened the box to reveal twenty seven more of those blue, delicious muffins. Soon to be twenty six. Her lips were quivering at the thought of devouring another one of these little blue wonders. If just four did all this to her…imagine what twenty seven more of them would do. Her brain said no no but her growling belly was saying yes please.
“Are you really sure we need to double check Dash? I mean, I’m pretty sure it’s the muffins. I ate one, you ate four, you’re the size of small cloud, I’m double or more what I used to be when I was all nice and slender – we’ve only eaten these muffins. I’d say 99% it’s these.”
“Yes, but I said I wanted to be 100%, remember?”
“Oh…yeah…right.”
She could never admit it to Derpy, she could never admit it to anypony else, but in those twenty minutes that she had been alone, being able to play with her huge rolls of fat that cascaded in front of her like mounds of soft, supple hills she had grown to love it. Of course she hated it at first, she was so used to being a fast slender pony, she had been roughly the same size all her life. She had never experienced what it was like to be big, and now that she had a taste for it, she wanted to not only experience what it was like to be big, but she wanted to feel what it was like to be massive, to be the most blubbery, fattest pony that had ever graced Equestria.
Twenty seven more muffins and she was sure her belly would be all she could see in front of her, she was itching to get started. Her eyes widened as she eyed the muffin before her in her hooves. So small, yet so delicious…and so fattening. She didn’t even take any bites, it was gone – jaw open, muffin in, chew and jaw shut again. The whole time Derpy was observing her, guarding the box of muffins like a loyal servant, and when the muffin disappeared down Dash’s throat she spoke up.
“So…now what?”
“We wait.”
“How long?”
“Well this happened to me overnight, I didn’t go to sleep like this. I felt a little bit of pudge when I ate the first four but I crashed into bed before I could take it in properly. We wait until something, anything, happens to me.”
“Alright Dash, you know best. In the meantime, I’m going to destroy the rest-“
“WAIT!” she suddenly yelled, causing Derpy to yelp at the sudden outburst. “I mean, uh, wait. Don’t rush to destroy them just yet Derpy. I need you to stay here and sit with me, I can’t see my whole body at the moment, can you uh…watch my belly?”
“Sure.” As Derpy plonked her fat butt down on the floor and set about watching the mound of flesh before her. She stared at the massive belly with steely determination, obviously transfixed, looking for any signs of change.
Bloooorrrrppp
“I heard that.”
“Me too…and uhhhh, ohhhhh. I’m feeling it. It wasn’t this fast last time, what happened?”
“Maybe now your body has a taste for them it’s taking on their effects quicker. Uh Dash…you’re expanding.”
As she looked on Dash watched as her belly groaned and gurgled ahead of her, and then like submarine rising out an ocean, her fat belly got even fatter. It pushed out ahead of her, forwards and upwards as well as outwards. She wasn’t aware of it but her cheeks had gone a lovely shade of red and she was smiling as her belly grew…and grew….and grew. The one muffin she had eaten had not doubled her size quite but she was much larger than before. Her gelatinous stomach was covering much more of the floor now, and she was easily covering the large rug that took pride of place in the centre of the room. As she delighted in the feeling of her blubbery belly expanding well beyond what she ever thought possible there was a small squeak from her lips, clearly there was more ways than flying to feel satisfied. The expanding subsided, and there was a light gurgling noise from her stomach as it finished taking in all the newfound fat the muffin had given her.
“Dash.”
“Mmmmm?”
“Now that we’ve CLEARLY found out it’s the muffins, I really think it would be a good idea to destroy them.” Derpy was pleading with her.
I wonder if…no come on Dash, give her some credit. Derpy is silly, but not that silly. She would never, EVER go along with it, but I’ve got to eat the rest of those muffins! Worth a try anyway.
“Derpy, I’ve been thinking about what you said, even if we destroy the muffins, there is a tiny chance somepony could find a scrap of them, or even worse, Pinkie Pie could find it! Then she’d know you hadn’t been eating them! We can’t let that happen, right?”
“…Well yeah I suppose not.”
“So I’ve decided, being as selfless as I am to make the ultimate sacrifice, Derpy – I want you. No I need you, to feed me the rest of those muffins.”
There was a slight hesitation before the answer of “I don’t know Dash, five muffins have made you really, REALLY big. Twenty six more are going to make you REALLY REALLY big. Do you…do you think you can do it?”
“I’ve got to Derpy, we can’t let Pinkie Pie think we haven’t eaten them all – she’d be devastated!”
Oh my Celestia I can’t believe that actually worked. She thought to herself, and grinned again. The rest of them are going to make me huge, this feels…well it feels amazing, I can feel all the fat rolling around in front of me. I can hear my belly gurgling, it totally wants more, and I’m going to give it more.
“Okay Dash, but before we start I’m moving next to you – If I have to feed you all these muffins I don’t want to be crushed by you as well.”
“Next to my head would be best, I don’t know completely how my body is going to handle this. Mostly it seems to be going to my belly but I can’t say it will do that for certain all the time. Just put one in whenever I open my mouth. Okay?”
“Okay, here goes…muffin number six…for you anyway.”
Dash opened her mouth, tongue ready to wrap itself round that delicious blue muffin. She was nearly slavering, something she never did. Her belly was jiggling and quivering in anticipation as Derpy gingerly popped the muffin into her mouth. She worked this one a little more this time, taking in all the flavour as she chewed with her fat jaw on its smooth and buttery texture. She wasn’t going to wait, she swallowed and opened her mouth again and another muffin entered. Less attention was given to this one as it was consumed but still enjoyed thoroughly.
As the seventh muffin went in, her huge fat body began to take in the sixth one – this was her plan, keep eating as her body kept expanding, no let up to rest in between muffins. She knew she could do it, she was world class at everything she did, she could be a world class eater as well.
Gluuuggggg, blooorrrrrppppp
Her massive fat stomach was expanding again, blubber was building up in front of her. She was right though, it wasn’t just her stomach, her butt was getting bigger, as well as her thighs, clearly she needed somewhere to pack all the fat away. Her belly was doing a good job, getting bigger much faster than anything else but she could feel her flank behind her pushing out backwards into the remains of the bed and her thighs expanding as well against the cool, cloud covered floor.
“Dash I’m really worried, you’re going to fill the room before you’ve eaten all the muffins at this rate!”
“No time, just keep putting them in my mouth!” she exclaimed as another one went in. Her body continued to get bigger and bigger with each muffin she ate. The next thing to start puffing out even more were her cheeks, becoming like two large round balls of blubber attached to the side of her face. The expanded cheeks made it even easier to consume the muffins Derpy was feeding her one at a time, Dash crunching and chewing on each one as fast as she could manage.
Her belly was now over twice as big as when she woke up, and it was taking on a really nice shape. Round and plump she prodded it with one of her fat fleshy hooves and felt it jiggle around in front of her, enjoying the sensation as much as she could with each push of it. Her butt cheeks as well had filled out nicely and sat behind her like two fat wrecking balls, balancing her continually expanding body.
She was starting to fill the room out, Derpy was right, there would not be much space by the time the last muffin went in. Already the rug underneath her had completely disappeared under her rolling, thunderous belly which was making its way towards the door. Dash could feel herself rising upwards as her body grew, Derpy having to stand upright on her hind hooves to be able to reach her mouth.
“Dash we’re only halfway through the muffins, just but I’m not going to be able to keep feeding them to you like this – you’re HUGE!”
“Climb on me.”
“What?”
“On me, climb on my belly and bring the muffins. I can easily support your weight, and then you can keep feeding them to me.”
“Alright…if you think that’s best.”
She was very tentative at first, one hoof on the massive belly before her. Then the second, and finally all four made their way as the blubbery belly squashed down at the edge to support her.
“Dash are you okay, I’m really heavy.”
“I can hardly feel you Derpy, and my belly seems to be doing a pretty good job of supporting you.”
Derpy inched her way forward up the huge stomach that was delightfully plush. Dash saw her head and fat body come into view as she drew closer to her head, box of muffins balancing precariously on her back. “Mind if I lie on you Dash? Supporting all this weight is kind of taxing.”
“Go ahead.”
There was a lovely warmth as Derpy plopped her fat body onto Rainbow’s ginormous gut. As she came down she wasn’t gentle due to her often clumsy nature, and as their bellies touched she sent a huge ripple throughout Dash’s body as they smacked together. Dash bit her lip as she fought to control the sensational feeling of all that blubber rolling around and she let out a small squeak as her cheeks turned even redder than they were already.
“Ohh sorry Dash, I hope that didn’t hurt.”
“No it was…kinda nice.”
Their eyes locked for a second and then Derpy, without warning, shoved another muffin into Dash’s mouth.
“Heyyy mffff I wasn’t ready for that one!” Dash complained as she scarfed it down. Derpy was now in prime position, feeding her muffin after muffin as her belly continued to take each one easily. Over halfway through and she was getting bigger and bigger, even more blubbery and fat. The belly was starting to take over the furniture in the room, creeping up against sofa’s and the table she had sat at just last night and pushing its huge mountainous blubbery gut against them, testing them to their limits as to when they might give in to her expanding body.
Muffins kept going in and Dash kept chewing on them, her loud smacking lips making short work of each one as Derpy continued to feed them to her. She stretched her pudgy little hooves, which were starting to become fat and blubbery as well, around what she could of her huge belly. It was lovely and warm, and incredibly soft. She used her huge rump as a cushion against the wall it was now well backed up against and leaned forward slightly, sinking herself into it even more. She cocked her head upwards so Derpy could continue to feed her the remaining muffins, only maybe 5 or 6 left now. She had an idea when there was 3 left, and she knew Derpy would totally buy it.
She grinned and smacked her lips even more as she pushed herself forwards into that huge mountain of belly that stretched out before her. She was now easily the size of a large carriage and if she did eat all the muffins, she would be bursting out of the room without even trying. She was just going to fill it up nicely, that was the plan – and then pose a question to her faithful feeder still lying on top of her.
The furniture in the room had given way, she heard the table legs snap off with a satisfying ping as her gorged belly pushed it over and flattened it with a thump to make more room as it pushed outwards more. The sofa also succumbed as she could feel what was left of it pushing against herself, the tiny little legs that once held it up long gone and nothing but mounds of flab now flowing over its soft cushions.
“How many left Derpy?”
“Only four, wow Dash I’m really impressed you managed them all, you’re so big now though hehe, guess you won’t be making weather patrol for a little while – don’t worry I’ll check in on you while you’re stuck here.”
“That’s the thing, I uh – I don’t think I can finish the last four – I feel like I’m about to burst.”
“Really? Wow you ate all the rest no problem.”
“So I need a favour, I need you to finish them for me.”
“But Dash, I’m really big already, if I eat the last four I’m gonna be stuck here, on top of you, over twice the size I already am!”
“I could use the company, and don’t you think being stuck here…just the two of us, would be kinda nice?”
Derpy suddenly went as red as Dash, she scrunched her nose slightly at the thought Dash had put into her head. The next words then came as a total surprise.
“Only if…only if you let me move closer to those fat puffy lips of yours.”
“But I…wait, what?”
“Come on Dash, I know ponies take me for a fool but I’m not, all this time you’ve been scarfing down those muffins it’s been no secret you’ve been really enjoying it. You keep grinning and blushing really hard and making these cute little squeaky noises. We both knew the muffins had done this before we started, it was obvious, yet you still wanted to test it anyway. How would Pinkie have even found out if we had destroyed them? I went along with it because even though I restrained myself, I knew – I knew we were going to end up eating the rest rather than getting rid of them.”
There was a small pause as Dash took in the explanation that came at her like a torrent. Damn she thought. I really must get better at hiding my true intentions. Welp nothing to do now except go for it.
A little pouty now finally she replied. “Fine, but don’t say I didn’t warn you! You see what the muffins have done to me, you eat the last four then!”
“Don’t worry, I already did while you were thinking about what I said. Any second now…”
Even through her great mounds of fat, Dash could feel Derpy’s belly start to grow as it pushed against hers. The mare was becoming much bigger right in front of her eyes, her huge gut starting to spill outwards and smother Dash’s huge belly. Dash gripped Derpy tightly for fear of her slipping off her as she expanded outward. With her already huge belly covering most of the room as Derpy’s expansion came to an end Dash took her new size in, she was now over double the size she had been before, and her plump flank was resting nicely against the ceiling of the room, already propelled high into the air by Dash’s already impressive body. The extra weight was putting a bit of pressure on Dash, it was no good…she had to…
Bwaarrrpppp
“Hehe, your burps are really cute.”
“Sorry, but you’re sinking into me, it had to go somewhere.”
“That’s okay…now that we’re both a good size, how about a little reward for helping you with all those muffins?”
It was a moment of pure bliss for both of them, as their lips came together as they both leaned in to each other. Both of their massive bodies quivering in delight as the kiss seemed to go on forever, the passion in each of them making the most of it. As they kissed both Dash and Derpy jiggled their huge fat bellies as much as they could, adding to the immense feeling of contentment that their blubbery bellies and bodies were giving them as they enjoyed the satisfaction of what they had become.
Two great big fat ponies, locked together indulging themselves in what before, at least to Dash, had seemed utterly ridiculous. She had hated it so much at first, but now she loved it. She was relishing every second of this huge bulging belly that stretched out in front of her. Its thick layers of roly-poly fat nearly covering the entire room. She kicked a little and felt her huge body roll around like a butterball and winced, all the while still intensely kissing Derpy who didn’t seem to want to let up either.
Derpy was enormous, but if she was enormous then Dash was mountainous. After what seemed like an eternity Derpy finally pulled away and as she did so, seductively licked her lips and smiled sweetly at Dash.
“That was…that was pretty good. You’re a great kisser.”
“Thanks, you’re not bad yourself.”
“I think that big belly needs a good massage, hehe.” She cooed, giggling as she started to rub her tremendous fatty hooves around on Dash’s belly. “After all it’s been through a lot today.”
As Derpy started to work away at her humungous belly Dash leaned back (as much as she could) and enjoyed the sensation of those vast hooves going to work on her, shutting her eyes in the process. She was starting to sweat slightly as the mountainous mare took full advantage of all the feelings coursing through her mighty belly. As she was pampered she jiggled it around again so that the feeling spread throughout the entirety of her. It was absolute bliss. She moaned ever so slightly and started to squeak as Derpy increased the intensity of the massage, which she noticed and only spurred her on.
“Ohhh, you really like that don’t you?”
“Don’t ah….ah….don’t stop. I can feel it everywhere when you rub against me like that.”
She was really into it now, her blubbery belly almost taking on a mind of its own and delighting in it with her. She thought this could go on forever. The room as filled to the brim with her whalelike physique and the feeling of Derpy sinking into her flesh as she rolled and jiggled herself around was absolutely intoxicating. She let out a final gasp of delight as the massage ended, and opened her eyes and saw a smiling Derpy looking at her with nothing but adoration.
“Did you enjoy that, Rainbow?” she said, fluttering her eyes slightly as she spoke.
“That felt nothing short of amazing, you really know how to work your hooves.”
“I’ve had lots of practice delivering letters, you get to know how to handle things, especially…big packages.”
“Oh stop.” She said, grinning at her. “Anyway, it looks like we’re going to be stuck here for a little while – I don’t know how long it’s going to take for all this to wear off, I mean you were really big for a week.”
“Well if we’re stuck here for a week, why don’t we both make the most of it?”
They both grinned at each other, clearly knowing where this was going and once again both of the big blubbery ponies leaned in to each other for another passionate kiss. Dash had no idea what was in those muffins, but she made a mental note to thank Pinkie later for them.
And order a small cartload of them. She had a feeling they were going to be a BIG hit.