Hearts and Hooves: Heavy Harmony

 

“It's only appropriate. It's the next major holiday.” Octavia Melody chuckled.

 

“It's also the first week of January!” Vinyl snorted. “I'm gonna get a case of whiplash if the holidays move any faster...”

 

Octavia smirked as she added a bit of sugar to her tea. “You're just sore that the stallion you met on New Year's was just a one night stand.”

 

Vinyl shot her roommate a glare filled with malice. “Stupid limp dick punk wasn't even worth the time. I thought Ponyville was good for muscle bound hunks with thick cocks but noooo. Somehow a rural dump like this has nothing but spineless salesponies that would rather do their taxes than fuck a mare right.”

 

“Language! We're out in a nice restaurant for once so mind your manners, Scratchy.” Octavia grit her teeth as the waiter approached the table.

 

“Burger. Bloody, Onion rings. You guys got any booze?” Vinyl hastily ordered.

 

“Daisy sandwich with a side salad, please.” Octavia smiled as she gathered the menus for the waiter.

 

“Well, perhaps if you invested a bit more time meeting stallions outside of those clubs you play for, maybe you'd find more luck.” Octavia said.

 

Vinyl rolled her eyes. “Maybe it's time to swap tactics. There's still plenty of mares to choose from.”

 

Octavia blushed, suddenly interested in the tacky painting across the room. “Scratchy, please...”

 

“Yea, yea...manners.” Vinyl slumped in her seat and sighed. “Maybe that's what I need. Learn to be a proper mare like you and get the guys that really care about you.”

 

“Pff. I could never see you as more than the punk deejay you are. Besides, if you base a relationship on a lie like that, it'll never stick.” Octavia reached over the table and grabbed Vinyl by the hand. “That special somepony will walk into your life before you know it. Have patience.”

 

Vinyl began to blush hard as Octavia smiled at her. Her heart was pounding in her chest as Octavia's soft hands gripped her own. “Y..Yea...You're right!”

 

As much as she wanted the moment to last, Vinyl pulled her hands away. The room was suddenly burning her up, making her sweat and pant. “H-Hey, is that our food?”

 

Vinyl ate in silence, doing her best to focus on her burger and calm down. A hard lump was stuck in her throat as she swallowed. “Uh...so...What kind of stallion would you ever hook up with?”

 

“Oh goodness...I have no idea.” Octavia sighed. “I suppose one that could cook would be a plus. As much as I don't mind eating out, it would be nice to be able to relax at home and have a nice meal.”

 

“I guess you're right. Guess I should thank Celestia for this killer metabolism or else all these burgers would turn me into a blimp.”

 

“That's for sure. I'd do anything to be able to eat my favorite foods like you and stay so skinny. I haven't had a proper basket of fish and chips in ages, let alone something as simple as pizza and burgers...”

 

“Life sucks sometimes, huh? I'm a fat mare stuck in a skinny mare's body while you have to run around with your teaching gig AND diet to stay the way you are.” Vinyl lazily bit into a french fry before dabbing it in ketchup.

 

“Speaking of...” Octavia grabbed her binder and purse. “Gotta head back to the school. Those cute kids wont learn all by themselves. You got the tab, right?”

 

“Yea, sure. Go and be the better adult between us.” Vinyl joked. She slammed a few bills on the table and chugged the rest of her beer before shuffling out of the restaurant.

 

“If only she knew....” Vinyl slumped her shoulders as she wandered through town. Just thinking about the sweet, gray mare made the deejay weak in the knees. “It's not fair. Out of all the ponies in Equestria, I HAD to fall hard for my roommate.”

 

She looked up from the ground and nearly gagged. Pegasai and unicorns were already hard at work putting up Hearts and Hooves decorations everywhere. “Fuck this.” She growled, turning around for home.

 

“SANCTUARY!” Vinyl shouted as she pushed the door shut behind her. “Stupid holiday...” She rushed through the house to her room, only to stop in front of her roommate's bedroom.

 

Vinyl peeked into the open door for a moment, imagining Octavia in her usual routine. Playing her cello, writing new music, writing up contracts for her music business. She gasped as she spotted a particular notebook sitting on the desk.

 

“Her diary...” Vinyl bit her lip. Her eyes were locked on the forbidden book as it called to her. Before she knew it, the diary was in Vinyl's hands. “I wonder what sort of junk she has on me in here.”

 

“Business junk....kids at the school...loads of complaining about me...” Vinyl sighed as she dropped the diary back onto the desk. “Great. I learned nothing about her AND now I feel like trash.” With a heavy sigh, Vinyl turned away from the diary.

 

Her eyes caught a flash of red on the current page of the notebook, a huge contrast from the proper black handwriting that filled the pages. Vinyl turned back and peeked at the page in question.

 

“Vinyl dragged me to that odd looking bakery today with no appreciation for my diet. There, I saw something that made my jaw drop. The pink haired baker mare behind the counter was SMOKING HOT!”

 

“Hot? Octy...likes mares?” Vinyl gulped as her heart began to pound hard.

 

“I knew the mares of Ponyville might be a little rustic...a little rotund and rubenesque but THIS mare...goodness. Every part of her jiggled under that ill fitting apron of hers. I was so jealous of her body.” Vinyl was speechless as her eyes continued to peer at the lengthy entry.

 

“Thankfully, Vinyl was too busy eating to notice how red I must have been. Just once, I'd love to pig out and eat like she does. Maybe I'd be a shadow of that baker mare with her sexy curves if I let myself go. If only there was a pony into that sort of thing. Her husband is one lucky stallion for sure.”

 

Vinyl stared at the entry, rereading it over and over. “No WAY...that kinky bitch wants to get fat? I wonder...” She smirked as she replaced the notebook. “Hopefully I can survive the gross pink hearts everywhere to get back to Sugarcube Corner.”

 

 

 

 

 

“Welcome to Sugarcube Corner. What can I get for you, dearie?” Vinyl spotted the mare from the diary entry with ease. The poofy pink hair was a dead giveaway, along with the generous curves jiggling from the mare. Vinyl couldn't help but blush as she took a good look at her.

 

While the apron did a decent job of hiding her belly, the baker's chest was barely held back. Her hefty tits strained her shirt, easily visible even with the large apron draped over her front. Her hips flared out, jutting back and forth as she walked up to the counter.

 

“Miss?” Vinyl bit her lip as the baker snapped her fingers. “Maybe you should ask a mare her name before you start staring, you know?” She gave a sly wink before giggling.

 

“Oh...gosh...” Vinyl was completely red once more. “My name is Vinyl Scratch...and...um...this is kind of embarrassing to ask. Miss? What's the most...fattening dessert you sell?”

 

“Oho, an interesting question. One most suited to a mare like me, you know. It's murder on your waistline when you're surrounded by sweets like I am.” She reached out a hand and smiled. “I'm Cup Cake.”

 

Vinyl shook her hand and gulped. “Nice to meet you, Mrs. Cake.”

 

“Call me Cup. Something tells me that you and I are going to become very friendly in a hurry.” She winked at the unicorn.

 

“I...Yea.” Vinyl tried to swallow the cotton in her mouth. “I'm looking for something for..a friend...and I'm kinda wondering what's the most fattening dessert you sell.”

 

Cup Cake smirked wide. “Well, that's down to what your “friend” is looking for.” Cup Cake turned around and reached up. Her ass jiggled and quaked as she retrieved a cupcake the size of her head. “Some ponies like sweet frosting on their treats, others like doughnuts and filling. What do you think she would like?”

 

Vinyl scratched her cheek. “Well, she's from Trottingham. Favorite thing is tea and scones just like everypony else from that side of Equestria.”

 

“Ah, a proper sort of mare I see.” Cup Cake grinned as she put back the cupcake and began rummaging through a drawer. “We don't see too many of her type around here, so we're lacking when it comes to old school Trottingham delights. However, baking pies and making pudding is so easy, even a filly can do it.”

 

Cup Cake placed a well worn book on the counter. “If your friend is REALLY into getting a good meal, maybe you should take this instead.”

 

“Trottingham Delights? What is this?” Vinyl flipped through the pages and her eyes widened as recipe after recipe lined the pages. “Wait, should you really be selling me this? It looks old enough to be an heirloom.”

 

“Heavens, no! Carrot Cake and I traveled to Trottingham for a baking contest a few years ago and I thought it might be good to grab it from a gift shop. Turns out folks around here aren't too keen on Shepard's pie and blood pudding.

 

Vinyl held the book in her hands and smiled. “Well...She DID say she would appreciate a pony that could cook. What do I have to lose?”

 

Cup Cake grinned as Vinyl paid for the book. “Best of luck, dearie.”

 

As Vinyl walked away, Cup Cake cleared her throat loudly. “If you DO manage to hook that little friend of yours, come back and see me on Hearts and Hooves day. I'll sell you a giant cake for the occasion.”

 

Vinyl poured herself into the book, looking through all the difference recipes. “Huh...some of these look so simple that even a screw up like me can do them. Pudding is a must but what else can I cook with it to make sure Octy eats it all?”

 

“Maybe this one?” Vinyl thought to herself as she glanced at one of the pages. “Boil potatoes, cook everything else in a big pan? Sounds easy enough.” She rushed through the market and grabbed two of everything for dinner. “If all goes well, double the food. If not, I have a backup at least.”

 

The well worn book sat on the counter as Vinyl rummaged through the cupboards. “Jeez. We have like, one pot and one pan...” Vinyl sighed as she spotted the dwindling stack of paper plates. “Looking at it now, Octy and I really do live like slobs.”

 

She shook away the blush creeping on her face. “No worries! Once I start getting good at this cooking stuff, I'll make sure we have all sorts of stuff for food!” Vinyl puffed out her chest in pride, only to bite her lip in worry. “How do you peel potatoes?”

 

As delicately as she could, Vinyl scrapped a knife over the washed spuds. A few big chunks sat in the trash but there was enough left for her meal. The pot was boiling away as Vinyl turned to the pan. “Cook vegetables in order of cooking times...carrots and onions first...okay!”

 

Soon, the whole house was filled with the smell of food as Vinyl stirred the finished filling. “Holy crap, that smells good! Maybe I'm a natural at this.” She dumped the finished meat into the casserole pan, then drained the boiling water for the potatoes.

 

The taters were mashed with PLENTY of butter, then layered in the pan. “Okay, while that cooks in the oven, time for pudding.”

 

Vinyl read the recipe once more and gripped the book tight. “Wait...it has to cool for four hours! Awww it wont be ready for dinner!” She tossed the book onto the counter and sighed. “Octy comes home in like, thirty minutes...I guess I can start it now and she can have some if it's done.”

 

The front door opened just as Vinyl placed the pudding into the refrigerator. “Vinyl, I'm home!” Octavia called out. She instantly sniffed the air as the finished meal was busy cooling in the kitchen. “Vinyl, what in Equestria did you order that smells so good?”

 

“Ha, I didn't order a thing. I MADE dinner tonight!” The unicorn grinned as she picked up the hot casserole pan with her magic. “Some sort of pie thing from an old cookbook that looked really good.”

 

Octavia stared at Vinyl with a look of bewilderment. “Wait...YOU cooked? You, the mare that wont even use her magic to grab the remote, cooked a real meal?”

 

“Hey, I'm good for something. Go relax while this cools down, alright? Dessert needs time to chill anyway.”

 

Octavia shook her head. “No way....did I walk into the wrong house?” She teased. Octavia rushed off to her room, giving Vinyl enough time to set the table.

 

“Hmmm...” Vinyl bit her lip as she held the spatula over the pan. “Should I give her a bigger serving...or maybe let her decide...” Vinyl shrugged as she cut a modest piece for both plates and filled two glasses with milk.

 

She set the plates down at the table and waited for her roommate. Her eyes were locked on the hallway leading to their rooms with a smile. “I hope she likes it.”

 

Five minutes passed with Vinyl tapping her fingers on the table. “Did she fall in the toilet or something? Where the hell is she?”

 

Vinyl sighed as Octavia finally returned. “Sorry. I had completely forgotten that we weren't waiting on a delivery colt for food tonight.” Octavia giggled as she sat down and picked up her fork.

 

“Goodness...you made Shepard's pie? I haven't had that in ages.” Octavia gave her serving a little poke, smiling as the fork cut right through the potatoes. Vinyl watched as her roommate scooped up a big forkful and stuffed it in her mouth.

 

“Mmmm...Just like mom used to make.” Octavia licked her lips and began devouring her portion.

 

“Really? Dang, that's great to hear. I suppose it's a miracle that I didn't burn it.” Vinyl joked as she took a bite. “Mmm, this IS pretty good. I'll have to make it every so often.”

 

“Well, I hope you do learn more than Shepard's pie.” Octavia suggested. “Where did you get the recipe for this? Most ponies outside of Trottingham don't even know what Shepard's pie is!”

 

Vinyl's horn lit up as her magic grabbed the cookbook. “Got this for a steal in town. I suppose if I keep at it, I could try cooking other stuff if you want.”

 

“Ooh, let me see.” Octavia smiled as she flipped through the pages. “Goodness, I haven't thought about most of these in years...Sort of makes me hungry for EVERYTHING mom used to make...”

 

Vinyl stopped eating as she realized that Octavia had already polished off her plate. “Well...there's still most of a pan sitting in the kitchen if you want.”

 

“I think I do.” Octavia blushed as she grabbed her plate. Vinyl watched as Octavia returned with a serving double the size of her first portion.

 

“Whoa...didn't you JUST say you were jealous of my ability to stay thin? That's a huge chunk of pie.”

 

Octavia blushed as her fork hovered over the serving. “Vinyl, please...I haven't had a proper Shepard's pie since I moved from Trottingham. Let a mare spoil herself a little...”

 

Vinyl watched as Octavia made short work of her second helping, all while pouring herself into the cookbook. “So many good recipes here. Mind if I mark my favorites in the table of contents?”

 

“Nah, go ahead. Saves me the trouble of asking you later.” Vinyl chugged the last of her milk and sighed as she looked at the clock. “Shit...almost time for me to head to the club. Sorry to eat and burn out.”

 

“Like you always do?” Octavia teased as she set the cookbook aside and finished her seconds. She leaned back a bit, rubbing her stomach until a loud belch filled the room. Both mares blushed hard, unable to look each other in the eyes. “So...yea....see ya.” Octavia nearly whispered.

 

That belch was the only thing on Vinyl's mind for the rest of the night. The sound echoed through her skull, making her blush as she imagined Octavia belching over and over again. She was thankful that it was the middle of the week and the club was slow.

 

“Go home and embarrass myself talking with Octy or not...” Vinyl thought to herself as she wandered around town in the wee hours of the morning. Her mind was overloaded as she went through every possible conversation. She suppressed a yawn and shook her head as sunlight was bleeding over the horizon.

 

Vinyl slipped in the front door as quietly as she could. Her brain begged her to retreat to her own room but curiosity tugged at her heart. The unicorn tip toed her way into the kitchen and gasped as the casserole pan sat empty in the sink.

 

“No waaaay.” She whispered. Her hand reached for the refrigerator door and cracked it open to find a small bowl with a note attached to it.

 

“Sorry, everything was too good and I got carried away. I saved you a little bit of that delicious pudding, though.” Vinyl felt her mouth dry up as she read the note to herself.

 

“Huh...maybe there IS some truth to the saying. Perhaps the way to Octy's heart...is through her stomach.” The unicorn grinned as she closed the fridge and retreated to her room. “Don't you worry, Octy. This house, and your stomach, will be overflowing with food in no time!”

 

 

 

 

 

Vinyl Scratch's plan was thrust into action as soon as possible. She threw bits around the market like they were going out of style, investing in all manner of cookware, plates, utensils and most importantly, food. Bare cupboards and lonely refrigerator shelves were stocked full to bursting not with pre-made meals but with all the ingredients needed for heavy, fattening dishes.

 

Baked omelets and the full English special graced Octavia's lips in the morning. Generous servings of fried fish and chips along with roast prime rib sandwiches sat heavy in Octavia's lunchbox. Hearty plates of beef wellington, sausages, mashed potatoes and of course, Shepard's pie, made Octavia's stomach groan and gurgle every night.

 

Vinyl smiled as she cut up some apples for a delicious apple pie. “Who in the heck would have ever believed I could be such a good cook, eh Octy?” Vinyl smirked as she dumped the apples into a mix of heavy cream, sugar, cinnamon and butter.

 

“Not I, for one. You've been spoiling me so bad.” The earth mare blushed as she looked up from her sheet music. She sniffed the air as the heavenly smell of baked sausages and thick, buttery mashed potatoes began to fill the house. “I dare say a bit too much.”

 

Vinyl nearly dropped her mixing spoon in shock. “N..No way. It's been a while since you've had something almost as good as genuine home cooking is all. Don't worry about it.”

 

Octavia sighed as she set down her papers. “Oh yea? You REALLY don't think you've been overdoing it?” She stood up from the couch, grunting as she had to heave a few extra pounds along with her.

 

A tiny sliver of gray belly was poking out from her button up blouse. Octavia slowly lifted up her shirt and revealed more of the doughy tummy. “I'm not even full but I look like I've just stuffed an entire three course meal into my gut. Look how much I jiggle!”

 

Vinyl had to stop herself from biting her lip as Octavia gripped her stomach with her index finger and thumb and shook her belly. “Not to mention my skirt is sitting under my gut, now. I can't properly fit it around my waist anymore.”

 

The unicorn's hands were shaking as Octavia turned a little and flashed a bit of a love handle sagging down her side. “If you're so insistent on making all these meals, perhaps you'll be interested in buying me a new wardrobe sometime soon...”

 

“Sure thing....We can go on your next day off or something...” Vinyl's eyes widened as Octavia unbuttoned her skirt and let it fall to the floor.

 

“OCTY!” Vinyl's usually white face was completely scarlet and was growing redder by the second.

 

Octavia smiled as her hands wandered up to her blouse. “Oh, YOU get to strip and sit around in the living room in your bra and underwear when you're sweaty from work but I can't relieve myself from my clothes cutting into my skin? Extra weight YOU'VE added to my body, I might add.”

 

“Not even my rear or my breasts have been spared from these endless meals of yours.” Octavia placed her hands below her tits and gave them a little heave. Her once modest breasts were starting to spill over the edge of her small bra. “You'll be buying me the EXPENSIVE underwear to make up for it.”

 

“Guh...f..f..fine. Strip down all you want. See if I care!” Vinyl could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she struggled to return to cooking.

 

“Good. When is dinner gonna be ready? I'm starving!” Octavia's stomach growled on cue, desperate for a good stuffing.

 

“Soon...you piggy.” Vinyl teased as she grabbed the sausages out of the oven. She set them down to cool as she returned to her pie crust.

 

“What was that?” Octavia smirked as she walked into the kitchen. She sat down at the dinner table with a grin, practically drooling as her eyes were locking on the plump sausages.

 

Vinyl rolled her eyes. “I think you know what I said.” She opened the oven and put in the pie to cook. “You're a big, fat porker of a pony and I think you need MORE food.”

 

Octavia opened her mouth but nothing came out. “...N..Nah...I..I just told you I should cut back...No need to offer more.”

 

“I think you do. Perhaps you just need a little push in the right direction.” Vinyl giggled as she grabbed the pot of mashed potatoes and gave them a quick stir. The spoon scraped the pot as Vinyl scooped up as much of the spuds as she could and plopped them right onto Octavia's plate.

 

“There we go. A nice, creamy mountain for you and just a dab for me.” Vinyl smirked as she put a small smidgen of potatoes for herself before pouring the rest onto Octavia's plate.

 

The earth pony stared at the serving before her. “Oh...um...No thank you, Vinyl...I...could never.” Octavia tried to protest but the buttery potatoes made her stomach growl with a primal need.

 

“Nopony likes a liar, piggy.” Vinyl scraped the pot clean for her chubby friend, then rushed over to the sausages. Each one was as thick as Vinyl's wrist and she took great care to cut them properly. She grabbed the serving plate and piled them high on the mountain of mashed potatoes.

 

Octavia stared at the plate of food, then back to Vinyl. “You...you can't be serious! That's too much!” The playful teasing was gone from her voice, replaced with genuine worry. “It would take four ponies to eat all of that!”

 

“Good thing you weigh the same as four ponies. Finish your plate and you'll get dessert.” Vinyl smiled as she took her spot at the table.

 

Vinyl's single sausage and scoop of mashed potatoes was gone in an instant. She licked her lips and sighed as she looked over the table to see Octavia still staring at her plate. “Hey, eat already. I didn't cook it just for it to get cold.”

 

Octavia slowly grabbed her fork and stabbed one of the sausages. Her stomach growled, upset that none of the delicious, greasy food was in her tummy. She placed the thick serving in her mouth and bit down, moaning as the grease slid down her lips. “Mm...it's good.”

 

“Darn right it was. Now keep eating or else I'll force it in your mouth.” Vinyl teased. Her smirk faded as Octavia turned her head away. Her cheeks were positively glowing as Octavia put down her fork.

 

“Is...that.....a promise?” She whispered.

 

Vinyl let a warm smile spread over her face as she moved her chair right next to Octavia. Without a word, she picked up the fork and waved it in front of Octavia's mouth. “Open up. Only one way to make you nice and soft.”

 

Octavia instantly opened her lips and allowed Vinyl to place the sausage in her mouth. The chubby mare chewed as fast as she could, then opened her mouth once more. Vinyl continued her feeding, allowing Octavia to chew and swallow as she pleased.

 

“Scratchy...” Octavia tried to speak but another sausage filled her mouth. Every little protest was stifled with another bite. The defenseless mare couldn't refuse the fork in front of her face. Another cut of sausage here, a big scoop of potatoes there and Octavia was soon feeling it all churning away in her stuffed stomach.

 

“Too...full.” Octavia groaned as she swallowed another bite of potatoes. Her stomach had nearly doubled in size as it struggled to digest the heavy meal. Her thighs were smothered by a tight, gray beach ball blorping and sloshing as loud as it could.

 

“Here...let me help.” Vinyl blushed as she reached out and gently placed a hand on Octavia's stomach. The unicorn moved her hand slowly, sloshing about the stuffed tummy and helping it digest. Back and forth, up and down and side to side, Vinyl moved her hand over the sexy stomach.

 

“Oooohhhhhh!” Octavia moaned as she sat back and tried to relax. Her tummy bubbled and gurgled, catching both mares off guard as Octavia belched hard enough to echo through the house. They blushed, struggling to look each other in the eyes as smaller burps escaped the earth pony.

 

“Th...Thanks, Vinyl.” Octavia managed to say between relieved moans. She closed her eyes and sighed as her gut softened from the belly rub.

 

Octavia was so lost to her pleasure that she didn't even notice the fork was back. Vinyl watched as Octavia kept eating, filling her gigantic stomach bigger and bigger until all of the sausages and mashed potatoes were crammed inside her gut.

 

“All done.” Vinyl smiled as she gave Octavia's belly a little pat.

 

“Is...that all? You feed me like that...and all I get is a rub down?” Octavia opened her eyes and smiled as she leaned from her chair and pressed her lips against Vinyl's. The unicorn could still taste the grease on Octavia's lips as she leaned into the kiss.

 

Vinyl pulled herself away and bit her lip. “So...was I that obvious?”

 

Laughter filled the kitchen as Octavia cradled her massive gut. “Vinyl, dear...I don't leave my journal upside down turned to a specific page. You'd be a horrible spy.”

 

“You knew?” Vinyl pursed her lips. “So what was all that about dieting and losing weight?”

 

Octavia rolled her eyes. “If you weren't going to make the first move, I realized I would have to. Besides, that was probably the best meal I've had in ages...and I'm not talking about the food.”

 

Both mares looked at each other for a moment before leaning in once more. Their lips were inches apart as a ding filled the kitchen.

 

“Oops...forgot the pie.” Vinyl looked over at the oven and blushed. “I...um...don't suppose you have any room for dessert?”

 

Octavia growled as she struggled to sit up. Her gut plopped onto her chubby thighs, making both mares bite their lip. “How about you help me waddle to bed first...and THEN you can feed me that pie.” Octavia wiggled her eyebrows seductively before forcing out a hard belch right into Vinyl's face.

 

 

 

 

 

The dam had burst. Any remaining tension or hesitation had vanished that night. Vinyl was always eager to please her eager roommate. When cooking was inefficient, fast food and endless deliveries kept Octavia sated.

 

“Hm? A text from Octy? Did she remember something else to get her? I hope she doesn't expect a dozen roses for Hearts and Hooves day.” Vinyl grabbed her phone from her pocket and turned to the messages.

 

Her face went completely red as a saucy picture of Octavia filled her phone's screen. The obese mare was smiling as she took a selfie picture in the mirror. One hand was holding up the phone while the other was stretched behind her head.

 

Octavia's chest was near bulging out of an old blouse that was already missing a few buttons. A deep breath could have easily popped off the leftover buttons, freeing her melon sized tits. Her belly sagged low, folds caught mid jiggle as they nearly covered her crotch. Octavia's wide, soft hips gave way to her plump thighs, properly accentuating her thick curves.

 

“Already finished that Hearts and Hooves special deluxe pizza you sent. What's for dinner?” Vinyl read to herself. She nibbled on her bottom lip hard, struggling not to moan in the crowded market. She picked up her pace and raced home, eager to tease her massive fatty.

 

“OCTY! DON'T YOU DARE THINK I'M NOT GONNA GET YOU BACK FOR THAT!” Vinyl shouted as she moved to the kitchen. The stove and oven clicked on with magic as Vinyl pulled out all her ingredients. Her skills with this particular dish were refined through weeks of cooking, making it a breeze to prepare.

 

In no time, Vinyl was pulling the biggest casserole pan she could buy out of the oven. Her magic gripped the hot pan tight as she grabbed a fork with her hands. “Oh Octaviaaaa...Dinner is ready!”

 

The obese earth mare sat on her bed idly playing with her belly. “I thought I smelled Shepard's pie cooking. Gimme!”

 

“Watch out, it's hot.” Vinyl warned as she handed Octavia the fork. She leaned in and kissed Octavia hard, making sure to grab a jiggly handful of Octavia's belly. “Don't want my little piggy to burn her mouth.”

 

“I wont, I promise!” Octavia demanded as she grabbed the fork and shoveled a heavy bite of pie into her mouth. “Ahhh! AHHHH!” She whimpered as the crispy potatoes and filling roasted her mouth.

 

“Told you!” Vinyl sighed as she levitated a jug of milk into the room. Octavia struggled to swallow the burning lump of food as she yanked the milk from Vinyl's magical grasp.

 

She took a swig from the jig and sighed. “Okay, you told me so...I'm so hungry, though. I can't wait!”

 

Vinyl smiled as she climbed onto the bed and snuggled next to Octavia. “Oh, I can think of a few things that can distract you from pie.” She teased as three white fingers circled a deep, gray navel.

 

“You...you wouldn't dare!” Octavia blushed as she felt a finger slip into her navel. Vinyl's finger wiggled about, making Octavia quiver and groan. “Scratchyyyy....”

 

“Happy Hearts and Hooves day, fatty.” Vinyl giggled as she slowly inserted another finger. Octavia gasped as the casserole was levitated into her hands. “It might be cool enough, now. Eat up before it gets ice cold. Wouldn't want you to miss out on second dinner.”

 

Octavia twirled the fork in her hand and smiled. A massive scoop of Shepard's pie was pushed into her mouth just as Vinyl plunged another finger into the deep navel. Octavia's face was glowing red as her tummy jiggled and quaked with every lewd thrust of Vinyl's fingers.

 

“That's right. You can't help it anymore, can you? You're just going to eat and eat and eat until you're nothing but lard.” Vinyl whispered. Octavia couldn't do more but moan as she picked up her pace. Half of the casserole was already gone, churning about and adding more to Octavia's already massive body.

 

Vinyl leaned down and gave Octavia's tummy a kiss. “You're so sexy. So big. I never knew how amazing you'd become once you cut loose.”

 

“I know...you've been a wonderful feeder.” Octavia moaned as she felt another kiss grace her tummy. “How...how big do you think I can get?”

 

“As big as you want. Bigger than the bed? Bigger than the house? Just keep eating and we'll certainly find out.” Vinyl teased as her lips drifted down to Octavia's thighs.

 

The gigantic mare squirmed as she felt Vinyl's hair brush the bottom of her tummy. Her fork was scraping the bottom of the casserole pan, desperate for more to eat. Octavia's entire body jiggled as a lewd and intimate kiss sent electricity down her spine. “Oh...Vinnnyyyyllll.” Octavia huffed as she groped at her immense body.

 

Octavia was in heaven. Her tummy was full and plump, her body was jiggly all over and her roommate's muzzle was deep in her sex. Octavia was a puddle of flab, whimpering and moaning as Vinyl's tongue teased as her folds. The greedy, obese mare leaned over and grabbed the half empty milk jug and gulped down every last drop. The thrill of expanding her tummy even more while Vinyl was pleasing her only made Octavia gush harder.

 

Vinyl yelped as two fat, thick thighs slammed against her face. Warm, soft flab engulfed her face, encouraging her to keep licking. She continued her sexy assault, not stopping until the muffled voice above her shouted in bliss.

 

“Oh....goodness....” Octavia was out of breath as she struggled to calm herself. Her heart was beating like a jackhammer. “That...was the best dinner I've ever had.”

 

Vinyl grinned as she wrestled herself from under her roommate. “Hey...what are lovers for?” She plopped herself down to Octavia and cuddled her obese friend, blushing as she pressed her ear to Octavia's stomach.

 

“Lovers?” Octavia blushed as she felt a hand slowly circle her tummy. “I mean....I suppose it wouldn't be so bad to have somepony special for Hearts and Hooves day.”

 

Vinyl let out a happy sigh. “I agree. Maybe it wasn't such a cruddy holiday when I've got you by my side...”

 

The two laid upon Octavia's bed for a while, basking in the afterglow of the wonderful moment. Octavia's tummy broke the peaceful silence, grumbling and gurgling as loud as it could.

 

“Um...Vinyl...did you make any dessert?”

 

“Oh...shoot.” Vinyl groaned as she sat up from the bed. “It's Hearts and Hooves day, too. Where are we gonna find anything to sate that sexy tummy of yours?”

 

Octavia bit her lip. “Don't suppose you could go visit Sugarcube Corner? They might have SOMETHING left.”

 

Vinyl gasped as she was reminded of a certain generous offer. “That is a WONDERFUL idea. I'm quite sure we can find a nice, fattening dessert just for you. Come on, let's get you cleaned up and dressed.”

 

“Aww, I have to get up?” Octavia whined.

 

“Don't worry. I'll make sure it'll be worth it, piggy.” Vinyl grinned. “It'll be worth your weight in dessert.”