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“Paintballers, are you ready?” Quick Trip called from the judge's podium. It was a bright, sunny day, perfect for a bit of outdoor fun. The paintball course was quiet as the two combatants readied their gear. Blitz Tale was waiting in the left safety zone wearing blue gear while Winterlight was on the right wearing red equipment.
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Both stallions waved the ready signal to the blue pegasus watching them. “Remember, the winner of the game win a free pizza so work those butts off if you wanna win. GO!” Quick Trip blasted an air horn and started the game.
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Winterlight's pegasus agility let him rush to the middle ground with impressive speed. He was in position and waiting for any sign of movement. His brown feathers gripped his paintball gun tightly, ready to fire at a moment's notice. The crunch of grass caught his attention as Blitz Tale wandered into the center of the field.
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“Blitz Tale hit! One point for Winterlight!” Quick Trip shouted as a large splatter of red paint covered Blitz's chest.
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“Aw!” Blitz stomped his hoof while Winter giggled. “I see how it is. Just wait for the next round!” Blitz rushed back to his safety zone, eager to restart the game.
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“Keep up or else you'll fall behiiiiiind!” Winterlight teased. He holstered his gun and flapped his way back to the safety zone. Both stallions gave the ready signal and the second round began.
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Winter rushed back into position, taking his spot once more on the field. The stallion licked his lips in anticipation. Blitz Tale was gonna get tagged for sure as long as Winter watched the opposite side of the field. Winter scanned the various cover spots and listened hard for the heavy Earth stallion's steps.
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“BOO!”
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Winter shot into the air, nearly jumping out of his safety gear. The spooked pegasus landed on his back in shock as a shadow loomed over him. “Gotcha!” Blitz Tale shouted before slamming his fore hoof on the trigger of his gun and shooting Winter three times. A splash of blue hit the pegasus in seconds, ending the round.
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“No fair! You scared me!” Winter pouted as he grabbed his gun.
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“Well then don't look right in front of you next time. It was easy to circle around where I knew you were hiding.” Blitz smirked before rushing back to his side of the field. Winter blushed and did the same.
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“Round three, begin!” Quick Trip announced, smiling as her two friends rushed back to the field. She watched as the faster pegasus took up a new spot and waited. Blitz Tale knew better than to use the exact same path and slowly crawled from one point of cover to the next. Quick Trip smiled as another volley of paint balls soared through the air, tagging Blitz on his butt.
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“Dang it....I should have known that he would start using the lookout posts.” Blitz grumbled as he rubbed the stinging spots on his rump. He wandered back to his side of the field, unaware that his rear was slowly growing and wobbling a little more with each step.
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Winterlight groaned as he messed with the straps on his barrel. “Stupid hot weather....this outfit is REALLY bugging me with how tight it is.” He loosened a strap and sighed as his belly had a bit more room to breathe. Quick Trip smiled wide. The magic in the paint was finally taking effect.
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A few more rounds played out with Quick Trip watching the “action” with glee. The score was close as it got to the end with both stallions unaware of their bodies. Another few shots to the rear had caused Blitz's butt to really swell out, jiggling hard with each step. His new size all over was making it harder and harder to move and sneak around, causing Winter to get more quick hits in. Blitz's gut was straining the straps of his gear but he refused to adjust anything, squishing his belly hard as it got bigger and bigger.
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Likewise, the lucky shots Blitz scored was making it tough for Winterlight to get into place. He fiddled and loosened several straps on his gear, struggling to keep his belly hidden from view. The protective gear held it in place just barely as it threatened to wobble out from under his protective shirt. The stallion was panting hard as he pushed his burning wings to the limits, not used to flying around while so heavy.
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“Tie game at nine points, boys.” Quick Trip announced. “Let's make things interesting, shall we? Whoever can score the most hits this round, wins it all!” She giggled to herself as both stallions waddled from their safety zones. “I wonder who will end up the fattest.”
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Winterlight was no longer in any condition to fly. His sore wings could barely hold up his gun from the strain of the previous rounds. He stuck to the ground and slowly waddled forward, blushing as he suddenly realized just how much wobble his gut had.
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Blitz Tale crawled through the grass, huffing as his flabby belly squished into the ground. His every move caused his thick thighs to rub together and his booty was so big that it was making soft, meaty claps if he moved too fast. The gray stallion blushed and bit his lip as he struggled to get off the ground.
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“Time out!!” Winterlight shouted. He waved his hoof at Quick Trip as he looked at his paint ball gun. “QT, did you do something to the paint in these guns??”
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“Whoops! Guess I forgot to mention.” She smirked as big as she could. “The paint in those paint balls is laced with a small amount of weight gain potion. Every successful shot makes the target fatter. Isn't that neat?” Quick Trip laughed hard, making both stallions blush.
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“So it wasn't my imagination...” Blitz sighed as he finally loosened his straps and took off his gear. He winced as the stallion looked over himself and saw how soft and jiggly he was.
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“You should have told us! I wouldn't have agreed to this if you said so!” Winter stomped his hoof into the dirt. He grabbed his gun and shot at the judge's tower, splashing a good amount of red paint all over Quick Trip.
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“H-Hey!” She shouted as a blue paintball hit her chest. Quick Trip frowned as both stallions were glaring at her. “G-Guys....Don't make such scary faces. It was all in good fun....” She gulped as paint balls began to fly at her with incredible speed.
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The salvo of paint balls didn't stop till each gun was empty. Winterlight finally smiled as the effects of the paint began to show on Quick Trip. Her body exploded outwards with blubber, turning her from a thin, fit pegasus into a tubby wubby pony. She had easily grown double the size of both stallions, her belly close to scraping the ground as she groaned in annoyance.
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“Hey Winter, lets get outta here. I need to treat you to a free pizza.” Blitz Tale smiled as he walked off the paint ball field with his buddy.
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“No no, I need to pay for the pizza. Least I can do for aiming for that huge butt all game.” Winter replied.
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“Its only so big because you shot it so much, you dork.” Blitz Tale blushed before laughing with his friend. Both stallions were hungry after such an exhausting game and pizza sounded like a wonderful meal. They left Quick Trip to waddle after them as she called out in desperation
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“H-Hey! I....want....pizza....too!”
by Tankris
by Tankris
by Tankris
by Tankris
by Tankris