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Totty stared through her windshield at the very object of her animosity. A building so cruel and evil that nopony should ever step hoof inside. Danger lurked in the very walls of this establishment that nopony, not even Celestia herself could endure.
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“Another work day...” Totty blushed as she exited her car. She couldn't help but rub where her gut had been pressing into the steering wheel as she waddled her way inside the restaurant. Fluffy's Bar and Grill was an odd establishment indeed yet one aptly named for their services.
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“There you are, Totty!” Fluffy Fanny smirked as her star employee waddled to her special booth. Fluffy Fanny waddled from the kitchen, wiggling her wide hips through the tiny door. “Lunch shift just ended and I've got quite a bit for you to finish before the dinner rush hits.”
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Fluffy Fanny was a unicorn with an ego almost as big as she was. While she was the owner and head chef of her bar and grill, she loved wearing the standard uniform of her waitresses to show off her vast, flowing cleavage and her incredible rump. Fluffy's tank top left nothing to the imagination. It almost seemed painted on, barely containing her watermelon sized breasts or her massive, jiggly gut.
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Totty winced as her boss levitated a whole slew of plates from the kitchen onto a nearby table. “I see...let me get started...I guess.”
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Fluffy Fanny giggled as she reached out and gripped a doughy roll from Totty's belly. “Doesn't take a genius to guess how hungry you must be, Totty. The only mare bigger than you here is ME and at the rate my best food disposal is growing, I'll need to widen out this booth for you.”
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A massive blush filled Totty's face as she struggled to pull down her skimpy shirt and adjust her tiny shorts. She quickly sat down, pushing her back to the booth to hide her embarrassing work title emblazoned on her shirt.
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“Stop fidgeting and eat, Totty. You know you wanna get paid for stuffing your face.” Fluffy Flanks laughed as a deep gurgle escaped Totty's gut. A mountain of wings, untouched sliders and a pile of fries awaited the blushing mare. “Get to work, Trash Compactor.” Fluffy commanded.
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Totty gripped one of the chicken wings with her magic and nibbled on it. She looked up at her boss and sighed before gripping the morsel with her hands and chomped a nice bite off the bone. “There ya go. Doesn't that feel good?”
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There was no denying that the food was good. Totty was a sure sign of it as her belly gurgled in delight. “Mmm...” Totty moaned as she took another bite. Within seconds, the bone had been picked and sucked clean. Without even thinking, Totty grabbed another and began to feast on the meal in front of her.
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Even though they were all scraps, Fluffy Flanks kept the food warm enough to enjoy. The salty fries were amazing in Fluffy's special brand of ketchup and the sliders went down quicker than air. Totty sat back and gave her stuffed stomach a pat, quickly blushing as she realized a few customers had been staring.
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“Got 'em.” Fluffy Flanks was quick to waddle out to the floor and approach the voyeuristic stallions gazing upon her employee. “Say boys, why not send something her way? She loves the attention and would beg for a generous meal donated to her...as long as you pay for it.”
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The stallions were sold. An extra thirty bits ended up in the registers as two burgers and more fries ended up at Totty's table. “Couple of punks thought they could pull a fast one at the pull up service. No sense in letting it go to waste, Totty.” Fanny Flanks smiled as she placed the plates on Totty's table.
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“Noooo....” Totty groaned. She watched Fluffy waddle away before looking down at her newest meal. Grease was dripping of the burgers and soaking into the fries. Another heavy sigh left her mouth as she picked up the first burger and devoured it.
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Her stomach felt like a ball of lead as the second burger was quickly gobbled up. Totty stifled a belch before chipping away at the double order of fries. Totty darted her eyes around the room before slipping her hand under the table and unbuckling her belt. “Why does she even make these part of the dress code when everypony is about to burst out of them anyway??”
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Totty had barely recovered when a few more tables were filled up with customers. Her eyes widened as she realized that each table had a stallion point at her with a smile. There was nothing she could do as slowly, the orders of appetizers began flooding her table.
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Cheesy bacon tater tots, quesadillas, onion rings, cheese sticks and all manner of snacks found themselves sitting before Totty. Her stomach gurgled with desire, even as it struggled to digest everything sitting inside it. Her hands reached out and grabbed anything it could before cramming it all into her mouth.
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Fluffy watched with delight as the massive mare began to bloat up even bigger. Totty's stomach was already pushing into the table and the feast before her only served to make her bigger. Fluffy could almost hear Totty's shorts straining against her hips as the obese unicorn lost herself to gluttony.
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Totty's hands moved faster and faster as the unicorn had nothing else to do but eat. Her gluttony had finally kicked in, allowing her to devour almost anything no matter how full she was. A small stack of plates had gathered at the end of the table which Fluffy Flanks happily retrieved.
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“Good work, piggy. Keep it up, I think the fellas are about to order for you.” Her words fell on deaf ears as Totty licked her lips clean of the last bits of food.
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BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPP
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The table shook as Totty belched hard. She placed a hand on her blubbery gut and smiled. “M...More...” She begged. The words were out of her mouth before the stuffed unicorn had realized just what she said.
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“Oho, more? Gladly.” Fluffy Flanks smirked as she noticed all eyes were on Totty after that roar of a belch. Fluffy rushed to each table herself, scribbling down orders and begging for "donations" for her prized pig.
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It wasn't long before an assortment of tacos, chicken wings, burgers, greasy Philly cheesesteaks and even lobsters and steak were sent to Totty's table. The helpless glutton took one whiff of the feast in front of her and giggled. Totty's stomach let out one last gurgle before taking over, driving Totty to grab everything with her bare hands and quickly stuff it into her mouth.
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The sound of metal scraping against the floor filled the restaurant as Totty's stomach refused to be restrained by something as meager as a table. Every bite pushed it further and further away as plate after plate disappeared into Totty's endless void of a stomach.
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Drips of grease, condiments and drool covered Totty's green shirt. It acted more of a bib than a shirt as Totty jiggled free from the confines of her tight garment. Fluffy Flanks bit her lip as she struggled to scoop up all the empty plates and rush them to the kitchen. "Looks like she finally hit her groove...hopefully I can keep her eating."
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Fluffy Flanks looked at her orders so far. Something had been circled in red, signalling it had been purchased for Totty. "Oh dear...I don't think that even Totty could finish this." Fluffy Flanks looked over at her employee rubbing her belly after finishing the last meal on her table. "I suppose if ANYPONY could polish this dessert off, she can."
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“Ahem...” Fluffy Flanks cleared her throat as she approached the table once more. “A cocky table tried to order our largest dessert, but the sight of it made them reconsider. Looks like you'll have to eat this entire Mega Super Scoop Sundae Supreme, Totty.”
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Totty didn't even look over to the voice calling her name. The only thing Totty was aware of was the tightness of her belly and the gurgling of her stomach struggling to hold back an avalanche of food.
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“Um...work on it for as long you want. I don't blame you if you tap out from this one.” Fanny Flanks heaved the massive bowl onto the table and walked away. “I hope she doesn't explode from it...”
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Slowly, the pig of a mare turned her head towards the new item sitting in front of her. Totty licked her lips as the smell of sugar and cream filled her nose. The sundae was a monster of a dessert, three scoops of ten different ice cream flavors drenched in caramel topping, filled with gummy bears and overloaded with cherries.
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Not even the most determined of customers could tackle this beast of a dessert. It was such an imposing dessert that the only time it had ever been finished was when a team of professional football players had stopped by. The massive sundae taunted Totty to devour it, even with all the meals had consumed. There was no delay or thought. Totty was on full impulse and desire. Her muzzle dove in like a bird snatching up its prey, filling her mouth with gooey, sugary ice cream.
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Totty's face was soon sticky and covered with syrup as she refused to use silverware. There was no point when she could drink the ambrosia of the gods with her own power. Thick, needy gulps pulled the ice cream into her stomach as fast as it could, making her belly bloat bigger and bigger.
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Fluffy Flanks bit her lip hard as a powerful belch sent Totty's plump breasts spilling out of her top. “Dang it...Totty has all the fun!” Fluffy watched as the mountain of sugar slipped into Totty's mouth gulp after gulp.
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Totty ate and ate her final treat long after the customers were gone, the lights were off and the staff were busy cleaning everywhere except Totty's booth. They glanced over as they heard the immense mare grunt. The bowl was pressed to Totty's lips, the gluttonous mare chugging the last dregs of cream and topping as best she could.
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“Ah!” Totty sighed as she slammed the bowl into her gut. Another belch rattled the windows as Totty gave her stomach a much needed rub down. Her eyes slowly focused back to reality as the muscles in her stomach began to scream in pain.
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“Ohhh...ohhhhhhhhhhh....oof.” Totty grunted as she sat back and groped her belly. Her eyes widened as she looked down. Her whole body was suffering the consequences of Fluffy's meddling. Totty had to guess she was sitting a good fifty pounds heavier from all that food and she could still feel millions more calories sloshing away in her aching stomach.
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“Good shift, Totty.” Fluffy Flanks weakly smiled. “We made a killing tonight.”
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“Ugh....” It was all Totty could say after eating so much.
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“Here...take some antacids and I'll walk you to your car.” Fluffy Flanks sighed as she struggled to heave the heavy mare to her feet. Slowly, they waddled out to Totty's car and Fluffy opened the driver's door for Totty.
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“Th...thanks.” Totty tried to smile as she leaned down into her car. Her gut completely blocked the steering wheel, forcing Totty to push the seat back as far as it could go. “See you tomorrow, Fluffy.” Totty sighed as she slowly pulled out into the street. “Guess I'll need another size up for my uniform....again...”
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