Overfed Octavia


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                                                “No way.” Octavia gasped in surprise as she stared at the buffet awaiting her. The entire table was overflowing with rich, decadent food waiting for a hungry mare like herself. Piles of hayburgers, mountains of fries, buckets and buckets of fried chicken, slabs of fatty steaks, heaps of mashed potatoes, boxes and boxes of pizza and that wasn't even accounting for the desserts awaiting in the kitchen. Octavia's hungry tummy gurgled in anticipation as a dozen difference scents invaded her nose.

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                                                “What's the catch? You NEVER indulge me like this unless there's something YOU want.” The sly mare shot you a smug look as she placed her hands on her thick hips.

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                                                You couldn't help but grin like a complete moron. Of course there was a catch. One that had you erect just thinking about it. “Fine, you got me. Remember this?” You asked as you held up a tiny looking outfit.

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                                                Octavia blushed as she recognized it. “That...that's the first outfit I burst out of thanks to your insistent feeding sessions. You really kept that torn piece of scrap?”

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                                                The outfit in question was a snug looking bunny suit. A risque article that you loved watching Octavia flaunt her ass while wearing...at least until her gut tore through the front. The image of her tearing through it with an impossibly stuffed gut was burned into your mind forever and tonight, you intended on one last memory before getting rid of it forever.

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                                                “It's a milestone reward, right? Hitting five hundred pounds is nothing to scoff at.” You grinned as you reached out and grabbed a hefty roll of blubber. “What better way to celebrate than completely destroying the original garment that got you into all this mess?”

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                                                Octavia bit her lip. She loved it when you groped her tummy and tonight was no exception. “It...wont...fit...You know it wont.”

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                                                “Wont know until you try.” You smirked. The outfit was pushed into her arms without delay as you made yourself comfortable for the show.

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                                                “Pervert.” Octavia grumbled as she slowly pulled off her clothes. Her tank top was first, revealing her huge, soft tits as they drooped and sagged over her massive tummy. Octavia's sweatpants were next, showing off her chunky thighs and humongous ass.

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                                                The obese mare blushed as she slowly pulled the bunny suit up her legs. Already, the skimpy suit was struggling to contain her as Octavia forced her thick thighs and massive gut into the suit. The old tear groaned as the heavy mare eased it onto her body. Her cheeks grew more flushed and red as her gigantic stomach began to tear the outfit apart all over again.

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                                                “Mmm, very nice. Think those stockings will fit? You have no idea how hard it is to find quadruple extra large.” You teased.

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                                                Octavia bent down, tearing more of her suit, and grabbed the leggings. They sunk into her body as she pulled them up, tearing them all over as she used too much force to squeeze into the tight hosiery. The final touches were a leather garder fit snug around her thigh, a small bow tie around her neck and a playful set of bunny ears sitting on her head.

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                                                “Too...tight!” Octavia whimpered as she sat down. Her chair was already groaning in protest as her heavy, gray blubber sagged over the sides. “The things you make me do for food.”

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                                                “All you have to do now is sit back and enjoy, silly.” You teased. A hand reached out and tickled her exposed belly while the other was busy grabbing a hayburger. Your smile widened as Octavia's moan was drowned out with the food crammed in her mouth. “Eat. Eat as much as you want. I want my piggy to be huge!”

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                                                Octavia shuddered as the delicious burger was forced into her mouth. She shredded through the mighty bite like it was nothing and dove in for more. Soon, she was licking your hands, desperate for more. You crammed another in her mouth and smiled as her tummy let out a satisfied glorp.

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                                                “Already hard at work digesting that into fat? Your tummy knows what's good for it.” You stuffed a few fries into her mouth before returning to the burgers. Each one was lovingly pushed to her mouth, keeping the fatty mare's belly full as you whittled down the piles of food.

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                                                “Mmmm....that's good.” Octavia moaned through bites. She tapped your arm and smiled as you pulled away the burger for a drink. A giant bottle of soda was eased to her lips and the piggy didn't stop chugging until the soda was half gone. You could hear her stomach sloshing about as the trapped carbonation wanted to escape.

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                                                The piggy belched right in your face without an ounce of shame. She gave her gut a little pat and cooed as it sagged to her knees. “More.” Octavia demanded.

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                                                More was exactly what she got. The burgers were slowly demolished, leaving nothing but ketchup and grease all over Octavia's face. She struggled to lick it all off as the chicken was next. Greasy, crispy chicken slid off the bones, fattening up Octavia as her stomach began to digest the burgers into soft, sexy blubber.

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                                                The buckets were perfect for gathering up all the bones from her meal. Nothing was left after Octavia forced it down her throat with needy gulps. The trash piling up was a testament to her eating ability and you knew she was just getting started.

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                                                Octavia watched as you cut into the first steak. The slab of meat was as thick as your wrist and dripping with sauce. A dollop slipped off the meat and splattered Octavia's chest, making a big mess over her fat tits. The piggy didn't seem to mind one bit as long as more food was crammed into her mouth.

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                                                Her chair was creaking loudly as the full tummy grew and grew. Her outfit was nearly shredded in half as her massive tummy demanded more room. Her breasts threatened to burst out of the ill fitting tops as her doughy, soft breasts squished over the cups. Every bite fattened up the greedy mare, making you shudder with her every jiggle.

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                                                Another chug of soda left the bottle empty and her stomach full of bubbles. You waited for the next belch with a smile as her tummy sloshed and glorped happily. You pushed a slice of steak towards her mouth but her sudden belch slipped it off the fork. The glob of meat spilled into her cleavage, prompting the mare to bury her hand between her tits and fish it out.

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                                                “Got it!” She giggled before stuffing it in her mouth. Octavia took a moment to lick her fingers clean before gobbling up the next slice.

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                                                You offered her a giant bowl of the mashed potatoes and watched as she scooped it all into her mouth. One hand kept the bowl steady as Octavia used her hand to cram the mushy meal into her mouth. Her stomach groaned as it was forced to expand, struggling to keep up with so much food so quickly.

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                                                A few belly rubs eased the ache growing in Octavia's tummy, allowing her to continue her stuffing. Bowl after bowl of potatoes slid down her throat as she chugged it down like water. She struggled to lean forward and grab another bottle of soda, forcing the entire thing down and letting her tummy bloat up even bigger.

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                                                BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

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                                                RRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPP

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                                                Her belch rattled the table, nearly sending an empty platter to the floor. Octavia was panting hard, struggling to catch her breath when the first slice of pizza entered her mouth. Her first instinct was to bite and chew, gulping down the tasty slice in seconds.

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                                                Slice after slice was pushed into her mouth. Empty boxes began to pile up as you forced her to continue eating, even as her stomach began to gurgle with every new bite. Octavia was moaning as she chewed as her heavy stomach began to sag over her thighs and weigh her down.

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                                                You turned around to open another box when a sudden crash filled the air. Octavia moaned as her fat ass was left wobbling as the chair was reduced to splinters. Her wobbling gut tore through the rest of her suit, leaving her mostly nude and exposed. “Uuhhhhggg...so full.” Octavia moaned as she rubbed her massive gut.

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                                                “Not yet full enough, right piggy? There's still at least a dozen cakes to get through.” You grinned as you began to clear space off the table. Octavia sat on the floor, pinned by her own weight, belching and moaned as messy hands rubbed her aching gut.

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                                                The cakes were all that was left of this greedy buffet. Each one was packed with a massive layer of frosting suited for making a fat piggy even bigger. You used Octavia's tummy as a shelf to rest the first cake as you grabbed massive handfuls and crammed the dessert into Octavia's mouth.

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                                                She moaned in joy as each fluffy, moist bite was crammed down her throat. Each heavy swallow was music to your ears as her stomach continued to grow. The growing mare sighed as the leggings and garder snapped away, leaving her wearing nothing but the bow tie and the bunny ears.

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                                                Octavia licked your hands clean before allowing you to grab the next cake. Her breath was short and ragged as her gigantic tummy weighed her down. Still, she continued to beg and moan for more, even as her stomach began to shine red as it was stuffed to its limits.

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                                                Frosting covered hands rubbed Octavia's swollen gut, helping her digest as she reached the midway point. “Need to take a break?” You asked as a weary moan echoed through the room.

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                                                “Milk.” Octavia demanded. You were quick to comply, rushing off to the kitchen to grab a jug of heavy cream. The greedy mare chugged it all, not caring if the bottle was hundreds of servings all at once. Her stomach sloshed and glorped loudly as the cream filled all the remaining space in her tummy.

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                                                BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

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                                                RRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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                                                AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP

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                                                Octavia's stomach visibly deflated as her tummy kicked out all the gasses trapped within. Her body jiggled and quaked about, making it hard to keep your hands off her as her sexy body wobbled for you. A content sigh escaped Octavia as she caught her breath. “There we go....more cake, please.”

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                                                Slowly, the glutton forced the rest of the cake into her tummy. Her stomach was a tight, flabby dome rising high over her, casting a shadow on her face as it continued to grow. “This is your biggest stuffing session yet. You've completely surpassed your last record and consumed millions of calories, you fat hog.”

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                                                “Certainly feels like it.” Octavia giggled as she gave her stomach a rub. “You know what being this full does to me, you pervert.” She moaned as her hands struggled to move her giant gut out of the way.

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                                                “Just lie there. I'll take care of it.” You smiled as you slowly spread her fat legs apart. Her belly oozed between her thighs, making it almost impossible for you to slide your way under the heavy orb. Delicious flab squished all over your face as you struggled to inch yourself between Octavia's tree trunk thighs.

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                                                Her pussy was gushing as you groped her thighs tight. It was so inviting, so tantalizing that you had to dive in and lap at her honey leaking from her sex. Her moan was muffled through the hundreds of pounds surrounding your head but it drove you to keep going.

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                                                Your tongue probed her slit, parting her lips and making Octavia cry out in bliss. Her flab wriggled about as you continued to please her, making her squirm as you circled her clit with your tongue. The heavy mare was gasping and grabbing the carpet with her hands as she struggled to maintain herself.

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                                                Fingers sank deep into her body as you struggled to get a tighter grip. The blubbery mare couldn't sit still, making her fold slap against each other as you continued to please her. Her hold on you was slowly tightening as she was brought closer and closer to climax.

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                                                With a shrill scream, Octavia crushed your head with her thighs. Her orgasm was fast and hard, leaving her sweating and panting as you struggled to break free. As heavenly as her thighs and belly were against your skin, you didn't want to suffocate under her.

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                                                You managed to wiggle free from the flesh prison and smiled as you looked at Octavia. Her tongue had flopped out of her mouth at some point, leaving her dazed as she struggled to recover. “Poor little piggy. All worn out and you haven't even had the main course.”

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                                                Your clothing was discarded as you approached Octavia again. Her eyes caught the sight of your erection and a hint of a smile flashed on her face. She moaned as you did your best to shove her gut out of the way and reveal her sex one more time.

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                                                With your arms wrapped around as much tummy as you could grab, you pushed yourself forward and shuddered as you penetrated Octavia. Her burning hot pussy was hungry for you, pulling you in even as her massive stomach tried to push you away. “Mmmffff..Been waiting all night for this.” You groaned as you took a moment to adjust.

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                                                Slowly, you pushed forward. Octavia's stomach wobbled as you began moving your hips as best you could. You savored every ripple and bounce as her heavy belly sent her massive tits flopping about. Not a single ounce of her body sat still as your generous thrusting made her jiggle from her fat thighs all the way up to her puffy, chubby cheeks.

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                                                “Harder...I wanna jiggle more for you.” Octavia moaned. She reached out and grabbed her nipples, teasing herself as she struggled to keep her tits in her hands. You replied with a deep, hard thrust, squishing yourself deeper between her thighs and making Octavia hiss in pleasure.

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                                                Nothing seemed to stop you once you got started. Your thrusting grew faster and faster, making her obese piggy wobble about. The room was filled with aroused moans and the wet slap of sweaty fat rolls slapping against your chest. Octavia was powerless under her own weight and your thrusting, keeping her pinned as she cried out for more.

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                                                You reached behind you and grabbed another container of heavy cream. “Drink. Get even fatter while I fuck you, ya overflowing hog.” You pushed the bottle to her lips, forcing Octavia to gulp it all down. You watched as her stomach bloated out just a bit more, making you weak as the sounds of sloshing made it hard to continue.

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                                                With the cream gone, Octavia moaned as a familiar pressure built up inside her. She struggled to contain herself as it continued to grow until there was no holding back. Octavia took a final breath and belched hard, sending her tummy quaking as she climaxed.

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                                                Her burp slammed you in the face, making it impossible to keep going. A determined thrust pushed you in as deep as you could into Octavia as you hit your peak. Hot, sticky ropes of cum flooded Octavia's pussy, stuffing her full from both ends.

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                                                The effort of fighting against her blubbery gut had left you winded. Slowly, you pulled yourself away from Octavia and sighed as exhaustion set in. “Holy.....shit.....that was amazing.” You whispered.

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                                                “It certainly was.” Octavia cooed as she beckoned you close. You cuddled up to your piggy and smiled as she planted a messy, frosting caked kiss on your cheek.

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                                                “Ready for bed? Or can you even stand up at this point?” You teased, poking Octavia in the gut.

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                                                “Lets find out tomorrow. Too tired to try and stand.” Octavia smothered you with her tummy like a makeshift blanket and closed her eyes. “You better have a breakfast ready to fill this swollen gut tomorrow.” She teased

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                                                “Looking forward to it.” You smiled as her warm flab soothed away a bit of weariness from your body. Slowly, you closed your eyes and fell asleep with your arms cradling your loving, full piggy pony.