Shorts

 

(1) Sex on the Beach

(2) Changeling Cupcakes

(3) Rock Farm Gains

(4) Fluttershy's Morning with a Completely Innocent Ferret (single scene)

(5) Venom Pie

(6) Octavia's Big Day

(7) Chrysalis Takes Over

(8) A Beach Date with Aria

(9) Is that it?

(10) Rarity's Sportswear Line

(11) A Valentine's Date with Aria

 

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(1) - inspired by https://derpibooru.org/images/2374544

 

>There you were, pinned against the wall

>Holding you by the hands was this gorgeous purple-haired woman

>You're suspended in there, barely feeling the tip of your toes touching the sand below you

>You can't help but to enjoy the magnificent contradiction that is this girl

>She was hunched over as she holds you, yet she's still looking down at you

>Her blue eyes' beauty and depth could are more alluring than the ocean just behind her, yet you can sense hunger emanating from them

>Her body looks as delicate as a doll, yet she lifted you with no effort whatsoever

>She was as gracious and elegant as a woman could be, yet her tits would make pornstars jealous even she wasn't 12 feet tall

>In her mouth she held a condom, giving no room for interpretation for what was about to happen

>Now holding you with only one arm, she used her free hand to swiftly remove your shorts and put that condom on you

>You were rock hard

>You had no choice but to be, it would be blasphemy to be anything less in face of what could very well be feminine perfection

>She laid you down on the sand and removed her thong

>With no further warning, she got on top of you and fully enveloped you shaft with her pussy

>The weight on top of you was tremendous, but it didn't matter

>You knew you were nothing but a sex toy to this goddess

>You should do you best to satisfy her, your well-being was second place to her pleasure

>She was riding you with tremendous prowess, with little worry for your pelvis

>Her moans, getting louder and louder, were better than any piece of music ever composed

>In a crescendo, she fell forward in pleasure

>Doing so, enveloped your face in one of her breasts

>It was difficult for you do breathe in this situation, but she didn't seem to care, and, frankly, neither did you

>As your felt your orgasm building up, you noticed she was riding you increasingly faster

>In one powerful motion, she held your groins together with the strength befitting a goddess such as herself

>You orgasmed in unison, your body now reaching heights of pleasure you never thought possible

>The amazon then got up, letting you breathe

>She got up, put her thong back on, and just as quickly as she appeared, she left

>You laid there on the beach, in a mix of afterglow and exhaustion

>You wondered what you did to deserve such a blessing this day

>In any case, you should go back home soon

>You needed to clear your schedule, and plan as many trips to the beach as you possibly could

 

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(2) - original prompt: "Pinkie orders a box of cupcakes from a changeling baker. Each cupcake transforms her in some way and she keeps eating because she thinks the changes are funny"

 

"Thank you thank you thank you!"

>Pinkie exitingly took the box from the cross-eyed mailwoman

>A much warmer thank even for Pinkie Pie standards, but there was a reason for that!

>After waiting an entire, excruciating, never ending hour, the cupcakes she ordered from that new Ponyville bakery

>Sure, Mr. and Ms. Cake weren't too happy with the new competitor, and Pinkie wanted to support them, but how could she pass up the opportunity to try some new sweets?

>And the owners of the new shop were changelings, how cool is that?

>Not wanting to wait any longer, Pinkie went to her room upstairs and opened the box

>Inside of it were six cute, yet ordinary-looking cupcakes

>Without missing a beat, she picked one of them up and took a bite

>While the cupcakes were indeed good, they still tasted like regular cupcakes

>For a second she felt a bit disappointed that the sweets from such a different culture would be so similar to the ones she was used to

>But only for a second

>Pinkie felt a strange sensation in her belly, and then it spread both upwards and downwards

>She could feel her legs and her back getting longer

>She was getting taller!

>And it tickled!

>After Pinkie's growth and laughter subsided, she went straight to the box again

>Taking a bite from another cupcake, she eagerly waited for more of the tickling sensation

>She felt the build up in her stomach again, but this time the sensation went only upwards, straight to her tits

>Not wanting to miss her chance, she looked in the mirror and started jumping

"Hihi, how bouncy!"

>Pinkie was enjoying herself, both looking at how big she was getting and feeling how heavy they felt each time they went down

>After the growth was over, her boobs were slightly bigger than her head

>Not wanting to waste a second, she quickly grabbed another cupcake and took a bite

>This time, she felt the sensation go to her face

>She felt like she was being caressed as her cheekbones getting higher and her lips fuller

>...and then her tongue exploded in size, making her unable to be held in her mouth

"Thish ish fun," said Pinkie with a giggle. "Anopher!"

>With some difficulty, she got a piece of another cupcake into her mouth

>This time, the sensation was much stronger than before, and it spread to her whole body

>The combination of this and the peculiar situation of her tongue sent Pinkie into a fit of laughter, she was on the ground, feeling as she was being attacked by a tickle monster

>With her back on the floor, she felt like the cieling was ever so slightly approaching her

>And then, in a single spurt, she shot up a few feet in height, doubling in size, but this time proportionally

>Save for her tongue, which was now proportional to the rest of her body

>All that, however, had a cost, as she could see by her clothes on the floor, or rather, what was left of them

>And it looked like she probably wouldn't be able to get to the ground floor, as she was too big to take the stairs

>But that wasn't of concern to Pinkie, she could ask Twilight for help later

>Right now, however, she picked up one of the two remaining cupcakes and gobbled it up in a single bite

>She felt the familiar feeling, now on her thighs and ass

>As they expanded, the floor boards started to creak

>Pinkie quite enjoyed her "thicc" status before, so she was happy with this new development

>She looked at the box and stared at the very last cupcake

"I hope I saved the best for last!"

>And with that, she threw it in her mouth and swallowed it it whole

>This time the build up in her stomach was a lot more intense

"Uhh, what is happe- OH!"

>She felt a super strong version of all the sensations she felt before all at once

>All the effects of the previous cupcakes were happening again

>Her legs were getting longer, her face prettier, her ass thicker, her boobs were double the size of her head with no signs of stopping

>All that, of course, proportionate to her

>She was doubling in size yet again

"Hahahah, this is too fun!"

>In a fit of laughter, Pinkie didn't notice the floor creaking more and more each passing second

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>Ms. Cake had just handed a bag of pastries to Soarin, who made an habit of getting a snack there after training

>Just as he was getting ready to pay, a nude, 21 foot tall Pinkie Pie fell from the sky, covering his lower body with the biggest, softest ass he's ever seen

"Maybe a little too much fun... hehe."

>Without knowing how to react to what just happened, he happily added an extra zero to the tip

 

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(3) - original prompt: "Pinkie Pie shows up from her month vacation at the rock farm visibly taller and stronger. The clothes she left with are practically tearing at the seams. Her friends are too shocked to say anything about it even after she nearly crushes Dash between her arms and breasts"

 

>Rainbow Dash was sitting down, bouncing her knee, impatiently waiting for the train to arrive

>Along with her, there were Twilight Sparkle, Rarity, Applejack and Fluttershy, all distracted in their own ways

>They were waiting for Pinkie Pie to arrive

>Their chubby, bouncy friend was helping her parents on their rock farm for a couple months now

>Today, however, was Pinkie's birthday, and she was coming back to Ponyville to spend it with her best friends

>Seeing the train approaching in the distance, Twilight smiles, ready to welcome her friend back from her trip and give her a happy birthday

>The train arrived, and as people started getting off of it, an impatient Rainbow Dash started scanning the crowd for her friend

>To her dismay, she couldn't see Pinkie anywhere

>"Wasn't this one supposed to be her train?" questioned Rainbow, in an annoyed tone

>"Ah think so. Maybe she got late and took the next one. Either way, we can wait a bit more," answered Applejack

>"Oh man, come on!" whined Rainbow Dash, "We've been here for like an hour, I'm tired of waiting!"

>"The next train should be coming up soon," said Twilight matter-of-factly "you can wait a little longer."

>Just as Rainbow was about to protest, they heard a sound growing in the distance

*THUMP THUMP THUMP*

>Rainbow turned aroud to look at what sounded like a rhinocerus running towards her

"HI RAINBOOOW!"

>Pinkie hugged her friend tightly

>Being taken by surprise, Rainbow couldn't react to her overeager friend's hug, but she was used to that

>What she was not used to, however, was having her face smothered by Pinkie's boobs while her body was suspended by her hug

>She also noticed her hug was way tighter than usual

>She tried to struggle to get out of the hug, but to no avail

>While Rainbow was stuck in Pinkie's embrace, their friends stared, gawking, at Pinkie

>While her voice, hair and mannerisms were the same they expected from her good friend, her body was completely different

>Their bubbly little friend was now an amazonian pile of muscles

>"P-Pinkie, is that you?" asked Applejack. "What in the hay happened to you, and where were you?"

"Oh, I got a bit larger from lifting rocks all day on the farm. The normal seat couldn't accomodate me, so they had to put me in a special place in the caboose."

>Used to being the biggest in the group, Applejack couldn't help but compare herself to Pinkie's new body

>Her own body, sculped from years of working on the farm, pailed in comparison to her friend

>Hell, Pinkie's thigh was almost as large as Applejack's torso

>"So you're really telling us that you shot up, like, two feet in a few months just by carrying rocks around?" asked Twilight

"Yep!"

>Twilight was quite impressed with the changes, and even more impressed with the record Pinkie had just broken

>In mere seconds, she made Twilight consider throwing away all of her anatomy books

>Now, this was not the first time such a thought crossed her mind after spending some time with Pinkie, but this was a whole new level of absurdity

>Fluttershy was just staring at her towering friend with her mouth agape

>She wanted just wanted to say "welcome back", but she couldn't form words while staring at Pinkie in disbelief

>She could ogle at her muscular torso for hours, but that would mean she wouldn't be given proper attention to her thunder thighs

>Fluttershy started fanning herself with her hand

>She could swear the weather had gotten noticeably hotter and more humid since Pinkie's arrival

>"My, my," said Rarity "your clothes are pratically falling apart. How about I make you some new garments to fit the new you as your birthday gift?"

"Sounds great, I could use a few new clothes!"

>As Pinkie said that, she was made aware of how ill-fitting her clothes were, and thinking about it the rest of her wardrobe probabily wouldn't fare much better

"...or maybe a lot of new clothes."

>"Oh, perfect!" exclaimed Rarity in relief

>Her gift for Pinkie was a pink pretty party dress, and now there was no way that it would fit

>Now she had an excuse to give her friend a late birthday present, one she could prepare properly

>Finally releasing Rainbow Dash from her pillowy prison, Pinkie went towards her remaining four friends

"Oh I've got so much to tell you girls!"

>Pinkie said, lifting two of her friends on each arm

"Working on a rock farm sure has its perks, huh? So, are you guys ready to party?"

>Unsure how to answer, the four of them just nodded, staring at the amazon carrying them

"Let's go to sugarcube corner, I've got so many stories to tell you guys! Don't worry, I can give you guys a ride."

>With that, Pinkie left the station carrying her friends

>After regaining her composure, Rainbow saw Pinkie in the distance

>Rainbow run after her friends, and she could already tell this party was gonna be awesome

 

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(4) - original prompt: "Fluttershy, while being an animal caretaker, gets a strange-looking fox, ferret, mink or hedgehog from someone who wants them gone badly and drops them off at her shelter for critters. And at first, taking care of them goes well....before soon, something about the animal's fur, body or something else about it begins to affect and alter Fluttershy herself. And it isn't long before she starts to grow without realizing it taller, curvier and especially bustier bit by bit with no limit seemingly for how big she might get by the end. Having it be to where at first she doesn't realize it yet, or puts it off as just shrunk clothing or needing to fix doorways, until too big for her own doorways entirely due to her height or huge rack being too huge to push through it. And by the time she realizes what happened and keeps happening to her and that this animal somehow is doing it to her without any idea of how or why, it leaves her to just be conflicted between booting them out of her cottage and going against her very "no animal left behind or abandoned" philosophy, or be left to eventually outsize her house, and potentially the entire city and even beyond that to keep caring for them until eventually someone will come to take care of them. And either way by the end, whatever size, height, figure and bust she is at by the end being permanent as she is left anywhere from a slightly bigger girl, to an amazonian bombshell, to a full-on towering giantess titty monster still caring for the animals....even as she by the end has a size and womanly figure to her that would leave anyone in awe seeing it by the end.."

 

>Fluttershy woke up to the sound of birds singing

>Her eyes ajusted to the warm sunlight coming through her window

>As she starts to get aware of her surroundings, she notices a small ferret sleeping on top of her breasts

>She was used to having animals sleeping alongside her, and this particular ferret really needed it

>She found the poor creature in a cardboard box by her doorstep a couple of weeks ago, and he seemed very cold and distressed

>Naturally, she took the abandoned ferret in, and was taking care of him

"Hey there little guy, good morning."

>Fluttershy gently wakes the ferret up and he jumps to the floor

>Getting up from the bed herself, Fluttershy felt her pajamas a little tight around her chest

>In the last few days she had been experiencing a late growth spurt

>She noticed a week before, when she hit her forehead on her bathroom's frame

>Since then, it seemed like her body was set on giving her a second puberty

>And it was doing it fast

>Not only she was more than a full head taller, having to duck more and more everyday to pass through the doors in her own home, but the shape of her body was changing as well, which was evident by the sensation of her panties digging into her ass

>With a sigh, Fluttershy headed to her wardrobe and took off her pajamas and panties

>She looked through her drawer, looking for a fitting pair of underwear

>Tucked under her other clothes, she found a panty with a cute flower print she bought months ago but never used, since she accidentally got the wrong size

>Trying it on, she was both surprised and worried by how it was fitting her

>They felt a little bit tight, but still comfortable enough

>This was not the case for her bra, however

>Of all the changes happening to Fluttershy's body, her boobs were the most noticeable

>Her already sizable chest had grown to head-sized and beyond in a single week

>This bra in particular was already custom-made for her the week prior, and it was already digging in her breasts

>She could feel them spilling from the top and sides of the bra

>With a bit of force, she closed the band on her back

>She needed to reminded herself to pay a visit to her friend, Rarity, later

>She then moved her gaze to the top section of the wardrobe

>Knowing her bra's situation, she already expected the worst from her shirts

>Her fears were confirmed as she tried out her favorite tank top

>Looking down at the absurd amount of cleavage, Fluttershy sighed and took the top off

>After trying out a few more options, she settled for a short-sleeved yellow shirt

>While still showing some cleavage, Fluttershy was happy that she still had at least one shirt where she could move without being arrested for indecent exposure

>She then put on a green skirt, and felt happy that at least one piece of clothing could still be put on without much effort

>Ready to start her morning routine, she left her room

>Or at least she tried, before getting her boobs stuck in the door frame

>With a sigh, she tries to wiggle herself past the door

>She added "rebuild all the doors" to her to do list and went on to prepare breakfast

 

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(5)

 

>Rarity wakes up to find herself tied up in an unfamiliar and uncomfortable location

>Immediately panicking, she tried to scream, only to notice some kind of goo keeping her mouth shut as she heard her own muffled scream

>Understanding she was unable to move or call for help, she started moving her eyes, trying to assess her surroundings

>The first thing she notices is that she's tangled in a pinkish black, gooey web, far away from the ground

>Whatever this goo was made from, it was the same material covering her mouth

>With some effort, she managed to move her neck

>Looking around didn't help her calm down even a bit

>She could see she was not the only thing stuck in the web

>All over it there were human-sized cocoons, clearly made from the same stuff as the web

>And to make matters worse, she could see what was making them

>She saw some kind of monster, seemingly humanoid, yet much larger than a person

>Rarity stared horrified as the thing expelled the gooey web from its hands, completely enveloping something

>She couldn't see what was inside of it, and she wasn't sure if she wanted to

>The moment it finished its job, the monster turned to Rarity in a sharp movement, making eye contact with her

>Staring back at her, there was a pair of big, pupil-less eyes just above a wide grin full of sharp teeth

>The defenseless girl felt a wave of terror as she saw the monster crawling towards her

>With the creature on top of Rarity, she now could get a much better look at her captor

>The creature looked big before, but this close, it seemed incredibly huge

>Rarity was sure this thing was twice her size at least

>As if the height difference was not intimidating enough, the creature was ripped

>Its bulging muscles seemed incredibly well-sculpted, putting any bodybuilders Rarity has ever seen, male or female, to shame

>Still, even with the mountain of muscles atop of Rarity, she had no doubt in her mind that this creature was female

>The two exercise ball-sized tits looked massive, even considering the immense size of their owner

>Its hips were mindbogglingly wide, a fact that wasn't all that noticeable in a first glance, given the monster's thick, powerful thighs

>Rarity was in the verge of tears

>She knew that, even if she managed to free herself from the binding web, the creature would be able to overpower her without even trying

>With a distorted, hideous laugh, the creature finally pulled Rarity's attention away from its body, making eye contact again

>As they intensely stared at each other, the goo in the creature's face started to move

>Slowly a familiar face was revealed beneath the thick layer black ooze

>The defenseless stared in confusion as the grotesque face of the creature revealed a twisted Pinkie Pie beneath it

>While Rarity could clearly identify her friend, it looked like a twisted version of her

>The messy, curly hair her friend usually sported was now completely straight

>The welcoming smile she grew used to was now a sadistic one, filled with razor-sharp teeth

>Noticing that Rarity now completely stopped struggling, Pinkie placed her hand on Rarity's torso

>Rarity felt Pinkie's enormous hand caressing her body

>As the hand made explored her body, Rarity felt powerful, sharp claws on the tip of Pinkie's fingers

>With each brush of those claws against her body, she felt the webs holding her down getting cut, and her clothes along with them

>Pinkie was careful enough to not hurt Rarity, however she could still feel the sharpness of those claws on her delicate skin, as if the tip of a knife was touching her, but just enough to not actually cut her

>As the shredded clothing fell from the web, Rarity felt completely vulnerable below her powerful friend

>Shifting her focus between her attacker's muscles, claws and teeth, she failed to notice a feeling of dampness forming between her legs

>Pinkie, however, noticed it very clearly

>The distorted smile grew bigger, and she opened her mouth to reveal a foot-long tongue

>Rarity just stared, completely unable to react to anything Pinkie did

>Knowing her friend was now fully under her control, Pinkie lowered her head and aligned her tongue with Rarity's wet pussy

>Rarity felt jolts of pleasure unlike anything she felt before as the monster licked the folds on her lower lips

>Still fearing for her life, the pleasure was a wonderful, twisted torture she loathed and loved

>Slowly and steadily Pinkie's tongue made her way inside Rarity's wet cunt

>As the tongue entered Rarity more and more, the abused girl couldn't help but notice the pointy teeth against her crotch

>Betraying her survival instinct, Rarity's body used its newfound freedom to spasm in pleasure rather than try and escape

>With a ruthless yet calculated motion of her tongue, Pinkie hit all the right spots for Rarity

>Surrendering herself to the now familiar mix of dread and pleasure, Rarity came

>Pinkie's skillful tongue, however, proved itself insatiable, and just kept going

>Orgasm after orgasm, Rarity gave up control of her body, fully giving herself to the blissful feeling Pinkie allowed her to experience

>After a couple minutes that felt like hours, Rarity's orgasm finally died down

>Completely exhausted, she looked at Pinkie

>As her consciousness faded, she could feel her body being completely enveloped by the goo

>She drifted into sleep, and then it was all black

 

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(6)

 

>The curtains opened in the Canterlot Theatre hall

>The crowd, composed mostly of the Canterlot elite, ceased its chatter as a single spotlight revealed a woman with a cello on stage

>The woman, Octavia Melody, was wearing a strapless formal dress, dark gray, with silver patterns on its frilly skirt

>She looked at the crowd, took a deep breath, and started playing

>After a long time playing for the Royal Caterlot Orchestra, Octavia finally got a chance to make her dream come true

>In her years of being a cellist, she became well-known as one of the best in the business, playing in many, many orchestras

>Even though she enjoyed playing with other people, she had always dreamed of performing a solo act, having written many songs of her own

>And this was the day where the stars aligned and she finally got to reserve one of the most prestigious theatres in canterlot just for herself

>Naturally, she was very nervous, worried that she would waste her one chance if something went wrong with her performance

>To reassure her, her best friend, Vinyl Scratch, was backstage

>Being roommates for many years, Vinyl was used to Octavia's very particular brand of anxiety, and promised Octavia that she would help if anything went wrong

>And the fact was that Vinyl was indeed looking for any and all signs of something going wrong

>...because she was absurdly bored

>While she knew being there for her friend was important, she wasn't the biggest fan of classic music

>After a quick quick look around the backstage to see if everthing was in order, Vinyl took a second to appreciate her friend playing the cello masterfully

>While this was not her type of music, she couldn't help but to feel excited when she watched Octavia perform

>Out of curiosity, Vinyl looked at the audience, and her heart sunk

>People were just staring at the performance, having barely any reaction

>Being a musician herself, she knew what an interested crowd looked like, and that wasn't it

>Seeing how composed Octavia was in face of that, while impressive, made Vinyl panic even more

>She had to do something to help her friend in her big performance, and she had to do it fast

>The first thing that popped into her mind was a spell that she used to get people to pay attention to her when she had a particularly though crowd

>She wasn't sure if this one was all that appropriate to the occasion, but she had no time to spare

>Octavia was in the zone, giving the performance of her life

>Suddenly, she felt her dress getting tighter, and, looking down, she noticed it looked shorter as well

>She tried to concentrate on her song, but as the former 5'2" woman gained inch after inch, she could feel her dress quickly becoming inappropriately tight

>As she broke the 6' mark, playing the cello was becoming more of a challenge

>She curved her back, trying to get her hands to the height she was used to, but in doing so, she inadvertently exposed a lot of cleavage

>Octavia was quite well-endowed, and her now tiny strapless dress made that abundantly clear

>Aware of that, Octavia scanned the crowd and saw many angry looks from the women there

>Vinyl was ecstatic, she could see all the men in the audience very interested in the performance now

>A sudden out of tune note coming from the cello made her shift her gaze from the audience to the stage

>What she saw was a seven-and-a-half feet tall Octavia, struggling to play the cello as her breasts enveloped the fingerboard

>"Uh-oh" couldn't even begin to describe how bad Vinyl had screwd up, but it was all she was able to say

>As soon as Octavia hit the 8' mark her dress finally gave in, falling to the ground with a ripping sound and exposing Octavia's massive mammaries and curvy body

>The audience gasped, and the hall was quickly flooded by the sound of murmurs from the crowd

>Vinyl was about to cry when she looked up to Octavia's face, fearing her reaction

>To her surprise, her friend's face looked calm and collected as she took a deep breath

>"Silence!"

>With a loud, commanding scream, Octavia gathered the attention of the crowd

>She waited a few seconds, feeling the spell leave her as she hit 10'4"

>The crowd was sitting there, staring at the scene in fear and confusion

>Octavia picked up her cello, held it in her arms lika a violin, and resumed playing with the grce and confidence of a true professional

>This was her big day, and nothing would ruin it

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>"So, what did the critics think of yesterday's performance?" asked Octavia, sitting at home

>"They loved it, 5 stars all around!" Answered Vinyl, reading the newspaper

>"Oh, great!"

>"Sure, great... now that everything turned out fine, can I go?" asked Vinyl, all but her head and hands emprisoned beneath Octavia's butt

>"Only after the spell worns out or you learn your lesson, whichever comes first," said Octavia, picking up her cello. "Now, if you could stop struggling, I need to practice for my next presentation."

>Vinyl sighed

>Given her situation, she wasn't sure whether or not the lesson was that she should or shouldn't use the spell again next show

>This was going to be a long day

 

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(7)

 

>Anon sat in front of his computer, alone at home

>He was online on his favorite taiwanese basket weaving forum, posting pictures of his waifu, Queen Chrysalis

>It was a humanized version of the character, with very large hips and a huge ass

>In a time of loneliness, Chrysalis game him a warm feeling on the inside, as if she was right there with him

>But something felt different, this time he was feeling a warm feeling on the outside as well, coming from below him

>Anon looked away from the screen for a second and looked down to be met with a carper of green flames spreading on the floor right below his chair

>He jumped away in fear as the flames formed what looked like a door

>Staring at with unblinking eyes, his heart kept beating faster and faster as a large, shadowy figure started to form on the other side of the portal

>He could see something coming of of it, as a black hoof with holes stepped into his room

>Anon couldn't believe his eyes as Queen Chrysalis, in all her glory, walked out the portal

>"So you're energy source I was feeling, huh?" Said Chrysalis as a green glow came from her horn, seemingly commanding the portal to close

>"You should feel proud," she continued, walking towards Anon as she talked, "not everyone can generate so much love I can feel it across dimensions. Now give it me!"

>Chrysalis cornered Anon, slamming a hoof next to his head and making a crack on the wall in the process

>Now that she was this close to Anon, he noticed she was slightly taller than him

>Anon didn't know what to do, so he kept unbreaking eye contact with the invader

>"Well, it seems you'll need some convincing. So, why don't you tell me what happens to be the object of your affection, that makes you generate this much love?"

>With that question, he instinctively move his eyes back and forth between the image on his computer's screen and Chrysalis face, as if his body wanted to answer her in spite of his inability to form words in that situation

>Chrysalis turned around to see what he was looking at

>She looked back at him, with a mischievous smile

>"My my, I'm flattered," said Chrysalis as her horn started glow green again. "Why don't I help you indulge in your little fantasy?"

>In a flash of green, the imposing horse-like figure had transformed into a real life version of the image on his screen

>She was still on all fours, keeping her position from her previous form, giving him an eyeful of her big, alluring cleavage

>As big as those were, they were not the most eye-catching feature on her body

>Even in that position, Anon couldn't help but notice how impossibly wide her hips were

>However, she did have one difference he wasn't expecting: her size

>Even on all fours, she kept the height from her original form

>Then she stood up

>Even standing at 6' tall*, Anon felt tiny in comparison to this gigantic monument of fertility in front of him, being at eye level with thighs bigger than his entire body *citation needed

>Anon's dick was harder than it ever, a fact Chrysalis noticed looking down

>"It seems I have your attention."

>With a snap of her fingers, Anon's clothes turned to ash

>"Now let's have some fun," said Chrysalis, with a sadistic smile

>She hurled Anon into the ground with her magic

>Before he could do anything, she dropped her gigantic ass on top of him, a weight that made him exhale all the air in his lungs in response

>For a couple seconds Anon tried struggling while trying to breathe, but then he noticed his dick was inside of Chrysalis

>She had her back turned to him, filling his vision with the biggest ass he's ever seen

>Giving his dick's situation and the glorious vision in front of him, Anon finally decided to stop struggling and enjoy what was happening

>"It seems you finally understood what is happening." Chrysalis said in a sweet voice. "Now be a good toy..."

>She looked back at anon, and with looking at him as if he was her prey, said with a loud, demanding voice "...and move!"

>Anon didn't need to be told twice

>He started thrusting, enjoying the subtle jiggling of her gigantic ass as he did

>His ears were met with the beautiful melody that Chrysalis' moans were

>"Yes, I can feel your love pouring into me! Keep going, human! Faster!"

>Anon finally took courage to sink his fingers on the unholy amount of ass-flesh in front of him

>He was losing control of his body, his primal instinct to breed this huge woman in front of him taking over was he thrusted harder and harder

>"I can feel where you're focusing your love, you know? Here, let me reward you for being such a good servant to your queen."

>Anon could feel her already egregious ass expanding further, feeling both the softness and the weight increasing in his hands

>He also felt her pussy tightening around his dick, yet getting wetter and warmer, making itself as perfect as it could for his dick

>He couldn't take it anymore, he felt an orgasm building up

>And so did Chrysalis

>"YES! GIVE IT TO ME ANON, GIVE ME ALL YOUR LOVE!"

>With a powerful orgasm, Anon snapped back into reality

>He could hear Chrysalis laughing like a maniac as her body grew taller and curvier, still atop of him

>Chrysalis finally got up, her head destroying the ceiling as she did

>"With this much love I'll be unstoppable! Thank you, my pet. I think I'll keep you. Now rest, I have a world to conquer before I come back to use you more."

>With that, she shot a green laser into the air

>Anon was completely spent, but used the little energy he had to look out the window

>The sky was completely green, and he could see thousands, if not millions, of changelings coming down from the sky

>His head were filled with all kinds of feelings as he watched what he knew was the end of the world as he knew it

>But then he looked back at Chrysalis, and her perfect form, feeling himself getting hard again already

>Anon, for one, welcomed his new changeling overlords

 

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>"Ughh, fine! Just quit bothering me."

>If your eyes weren't witnessing Aria's massive frame getting up, you'd swear your ears were deceiving you

>Earlier that week you finally had built up the courage to ask Aria out on date

>Having always had a thing for tall girls, the first time you laid your eyes on the three new students your heart melted

>They were at least double your height, and their curves were just as absurd

>And among those three goddesses, the one who caught your eye the most was called Aria

>Being at eye level with their hips, it was pretty much your obligation to take a look at their asses

>And, by far, the most impressive butt was Aria's

>Only one glance at those ill-fitting jeans and you knew you just had to take a chance and ask her out

>And so, waiting for a moment when she was alone by her locker, you did, just to be met with a slap so strong you fell to the floor

>You were about to leave, after what seemed like a pretty cleat rejection, but, to your surprise, she said she liked your boldness, and you two settled for a date on the beach on the weekend

>When the day finally came, you were excited to see her waiting for you when you got to the beach

>However, you were caught by surprise by her choice of garments, and your brain shut down

>She was sunbathing when you saw her there, laying on her belly, her gigantic ass barely covered by a struggling micro bikini

>After seeing that, your mind was only capable of producing two clear thoughts: I want that on my face, and I want my face on that

>Still, despite your brain making clear what your life's purpose were at that moment, the way you could make that happen on your first date was anything but

>That is, until you remembered her words from when she accepted your invite

>She said she liked your boldness, of course!

>So, with a level of confidence you never felt before, you decided to ask her directly if she would like to sit on your face

>Her expression would've told you how bad of an idea even contemplating such a though even was, but your attention was decidedly not on her face

>After a few seconds of awkward silence, she suggested you two should grab a drink and forget about it, and just start the date from there

>But you, in your infinite wisdom, weren't going to forget about it

>You had seen the way she acted with other students, it was obvious she was just playing hard to get

>And besides, this girl had more ass than every girl you ever talked to combined!

>Not that would amount to much, but still, there was too much on the line for you to give up like that

>So the day went on, with you two doing all kinds of beach activities

>Every once in a while she would drop her aggressive expression and crack a smile, and that's when you'd give the question another try

>But when you did, her smile would disappear, and she would glance at you with anger again

>"Damn," you thought, "this girl really wants me to try hard!"

>As the hours passed, you started to entertain the thought of giving up

>But you knew you shouldn't

>No, you couldn't give up!

>That date was probably your only chance to get that to happen, and you would grab to that chance as hard as you wanted to grab that rump

>And, sure enough, here you were, almost at the end of the day, happy to hear your persistence paid off

>You had the dumbest, widest smile as she stood in front of you and then turned around

>She aligned her butt with your face and threw herself backwards

>You could feel the soft flesh against your face, enveloping more and more of it as gravity did its job

>When you finally hit the ground, it dawned on you that his may not have been the best idea

>Her weight, while heavenly, was way greater than you were expecting

>Much of your chest was covered by her ass as well, and the impact forced the air out of your lungs

>You desperately tried to breathe, but there was no air there for you

>Just ass

>With the last of your strength, you poked Aria

>"You wanna leave? Sure!" She said, her voice uncharacteristically cheerful

>You felt her body slowly getting up, allowing you to breathe

>...for a couple seconds, before she sat down on your face again

>"Wait, what am I doing? You only asked for air once, how can I be sure you really want some? You asked to be smothered so many times today, it would be silly of me to think you changed your mind! I'm sure I just misunderstood you this time. But keep asking, maybe you'll convince me the billionth time you do. It worked out once, right?!"

>You relaxed your body, accepting your punishment

>All in all, there were worse ways to end a date

>Maybe you should ask her out again

 

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(9)

 

>"Is that it?"

>Asked Rainbow Dash, looking in the mirror

>She was wearing a formal, long, strapless blue dress

>Despite it being pretty large on the chest for her, she still looked good in it

>A fact that didn't seem to matter, as she held a disappointed look on her face

>"Ugh, I thought Zecora said that potion was supposed to make my tits grow!"

>She ran her fingers down her A-cup breasts, flustered

>After achieving her life-long dream of becoming a Wonderbold, a lot of things changed

>One of those, was, expectedly, that she would be training side by side with her idols

>Which included using the same showers after said training

>What she did not expect, however, was how inadequate she would feel after seeing their bodies in their full, naked glory

>Sure, she was just as athletic as the others, but that wasn't the problem

>The problem was that their boobs just looked so big when compared to Rainbow's

>Rainbow Dash was pretty below average on the chest department, a fact that, while bothering her a just a little until now, was mostly shrugged off on her rise to the top

>She would tell herself that her chest size didn't matter, that she would keep improving and training, that she would prove herself on ways that actually mattered to her

>But now she was a Wonderbolt, she had reached the top

>And looking at the other people there with her, that old insecurity was growing by the day

>The breaking point was earlier that week, when she was invited to a formal dinner with the team

>She didn't think much of it, until Spitfire decided to show off the dress she was going to use in that dinner before training

>The yellow dress was beautiful, but what stuck with Rainbow was the sight of the generous amount of cleavage it showed

>Already feeling inadequate by how she would look in a dress beside Spitfire, she let her embarrassment get the better of her, and she asked Zecora for help with this issue

>"It would be nice if she actually explained clearly what her potions did for a change." Rainbow complained

>She tried to remember her friend's words: "Don't fret, Rainbow one, for I sympathize with your troubles. Drinks this before the party, and watch as your worries make your body double."

>"I guess there wasn't much to 'double' to begin with." She sighed

>Frustrated, she picked up her purse and left her house

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>Arriving at the restaurant pretty early, a waiter led her to the table, where she sat alone as she waited for someone else to arrive

>"Ok, Rainbow Dash, you can get through this." She thought to herself. "You saved Equestria multiple times, this is just a dinner with some friends. Some very busty friends, but that's fine! Everything is gonna be fine! I'm gonna be fine!"

>"Hi, Rainbow Dash!" Said Fleetfoot, approaching the table. "How are you?"

>"Fine!" Rainbow shouted

>"G-good!" Replied Fleetfoot, taking a step back

>"I'm sorry! I was just thinking... You know, that's not important. How are you?"

>"I'm fine too, thank you." Answered Fleetfoot, sitting down. "So, the others aren't here yet, huh?"

>"Yeah. Guess you guys can't keep me from arriving first even here, huh?" Rainbow laughed

>"Suuuure." Fleetfoot rolled her eyes, offering no further answer

>Fleetfoot was the member of the team Rainbow knew the least about, so she had no idea what to talk about

>Feeling even more nervous, Rainbow tried to find any excuse to break the silence

>"So, uh... nice dress. Where did you get it?"

>"Oh, it was a gift from a friend. Yours is not bad either. I think this one was from some boutique here in Cloudsdale."

>"Heh, thanks." Rainbow smiled

>Not knowing where to take this conversation, the awkward silence returned

>While looking for anything to talk about, Rainbow took a second to actually look at Fleetfoot's dress

>Though her compliment before was just an excuse to say something, now that she looked at it, it really was a pretty dress

>It was a pretty modest, silver dress that showed only the slightest hint of cleavage

>That hint was enough to attract Rainbow's gaze, though

>While large, Fleetfoot's breasts weren't huge, being D-cups

>But on her small frame, they looked a lot bigger than they actually were

>The fact that her tits were a lot bigger than Rainbow's despite her stature, was making Rainbow feel pretty bad, a feeling she was, unfortunately, getting used to

>This time, however, she was feeling something unfamiliar along with her jealousy

>She started to feel pleasure build up inside of her

>Trying to ignore the feeling, she just shook her head

>"I think I'm gonna go to the bathroom." Rainbow excused herself

>Rainbow made her way to the restroom and washed her face with some cold water

>As she looked in the mirror, however, she noticed something

>She was fitting her dress!

>"Woah, I guess the potion did work!" She thought. "Just took waaaay longer than it should have."

>Feeling much better, Rainbow walked back to the table, just in time to see Soaring arriving

>"Hey man, how's it going?" She greeted him

>"Rainbow, what's up?"

>With the three at the table they started talking, and things were going smoothly now that one of the people knew the other two somewhat well

>As the conversation went on, Rainbow's pride of her newly grown chest dwindled, as she couldn't help but notice Soarin stealing a few glances at Fleetfoot's boobs, and none at hers

>Her insecurity was back with a vengeance

>Not only she was small, but even doubling the size of her chest was enough to make her stand out

>As her envy began to rise, the pleasurable sensation from before showed up again, and even stronger this time

>Her breaths got heavier, and she could help but whimper at the tight sensation around her chest

>She leaned forward on the table and hugged her chest, trying her best not to moan

>"Hey, uh, Rainbow, are you ok?" Asked Soarin, noticing her friend's posture

>"Yeah, I'm fine, don't -ah- worry." Rainbow lied

>As the sensation died down, Rainbow straightened her back again, ignoring how compressed her breasts were feeling

>"Oh my Celestia! Rainbow, what in the world happened?!" Questioned Fleetfoot with a surprised expression as soon as Rainbow rested her arms on the table

>"What? What do you mea- Oh my Celestia indeed!"

>Looking down, Rainbow noticed just how much her tits had grown

>She must've been about the same size as Fleetfoot now, maybe a little larger!

>As great as she felt, she couldn't deny that her dress was looking somewhat inappropriate now

>"Hi, everyone, sorry, I'm late!"

>Before Rainbow could explain anything, Spitfire arrived

>Immediately, she felt small again

>Sure, her boobs were way too big for her dress, but compared to Spitfire's F-cups?

>Rainbow was tiny

>And she couldn't even make an excuse at how they just looked that big because of her height like she could with Fleetfoot, as Spitfire was 6', standing six full inches above Rainbow, making it that much easier for her to make eye contact with Spitfire gazongas

>For a second she felt pretty mad, but then the pleasure started building up, and Rainbow could only smile

>This time, it hit her like a truck

>She tried not to moan, but couldn't resist as the pleasure kept increasing by the second

>The other three Wonderbolts could only watch as Rainbow's tits exploded in size, destroying her dress in the process

>Rainbow fell to the floor in bliss, playing with her now H-cup boobs

>And while her tits stopped there, the pleasure kept building up

>She looked at Spitfire's imposing frame again, and just laughed as her mind was lost in a mix of envy and pleasure

>Rainbow felt the dress getting tight all over as her whole body expanded

>With a few spurts, she quickly shot up in height

>As she grew, she could feel an orgasm building up

>Seven feet tall, eight, nine

>As she grew, her moans got louder, making hte whole place pay full attention to her

>Finally hitting the 11-foot mark, she felt release as she finally came

>The pleasure slowly died down, leaving her in orgasmic bliss as she stood up, naked

>She tried looking down at her friends, but could only see her enormous boobs

>After finally taking a good look at heir faces, she couldn't help but laugh

>She would have a lot of explaining to do, but she didn't care

>All she cared about was that she was wrong, in the best possible way

>Even at the top, she could still reach new heights

 

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>"Come on, Rarity! You can do it, just push yourself a little harder!"

>"But they are too heavyyyy."

>"Ugh, still?! Those are just 15 pounds each!"

>Rainbow Dash was losing her cool, completely break her personal trainer persona in frustration

>Rarity shrugged and smiled uncomfortably

>"Hey, I'm trying, okay? Can't you show a little more patience, please?"

>When Rarity asked her to help get in shape to promote her new sportswear lineup, Rainbow got pretty excited

>And, when she actually showed up to the park that morning, wearing a track suit no less, even more so

>Finally, she could spend some time with her friend without being bored to death by all the prissy stuff Rarity enjoyed

>They would be doing something SHE enjoyed for a change

>No namby-pamby talk, no bullshit, just a good old workout session

>Or so she thought

>Since they started training, Rarity kept whining about the smallest things nonstop

>She could swear she would snap if she had to hear one more complaint about how "This exercise is too hard", or "these dumbbells are too heavy", or "I don't bend that way"

>"Maybe I'd be more patient if you were actually trying! It's like you don't even wanna promote your stupid white tracksuit!"

>"Well, that was uncalled for."

>Rainbow sighed

>"I guess, but-"

>"This is alabaster, *not* white."

>"Oh, you've gotta be kidding me. You know what? No, that's it. You're gonna do at least a couple sets with those weights."

>"Forget it, Dash. I'm not cut out for this." Rarity complained. "I guess I'll just have to find a model to show off my new collection."

>"Oh, nononono, don't give me that shit! No friend of mine will talk like that when I'm around!"

>"But-"

>"No buts! You are not gonna get anywhere whining like a loser."

>"I'm NOT wh-"

>"Yeahyeahyeah, not whining, I know. I don't care what you wanna call it, just stop doing it and actually give this a shot."

>"Look, Dash. I appreciate what you're trying to do, but we've been here for hours now. This is a lost cause."

>Rarity gestured to her body and sat down on a nearby bench

>"Um, I hate to break it to you, but we've been here for 40 minutes."

>"Ughhhh, why?!" Rarity put her hands on her face

>"Hey, hey, look at me." Said Rainbow Dash, sitting beside her friend. "You're not used to this, that's the only reason why it's so hard, ok? You can do it, you just need the right mindset."

>"You think so?" Asked Rarity, pouting and giving Dash a defeated look

>"I know so! And besides, it's not like you're gonna find a fit model with tits as big as yours."

>"Rainbow!"

>"What? You told me you wanted to show off the sports bra you made! But, hey, suit yourself. I'm sure you can find a fit model with K-cups in time, no problem."

>"Ugh, fine, you're right." Rarity finally caved. "But I doubt I'll get anything, aside from sweaty."

>"Nice! So, pick those weights back up."

>Rarity got up and reached for the 10 lbs dumbbells

>"Now, before we start for real, close your eyes."

>"Why would-"

>"Shh! Come on Rarity, just do what I say for now. Trust me."

>Rarity rolled her eyes, then let out a sigh and closed them

>"Good. Now, let's take a step back and work on the most important thing first: your motivation. Imagine how good those clothes will look on you when you get fit."

>"Yeah. They will look really nice. People will love them."

>"Now, take that mental image, and remove the clothes."

>"Wait, what? Why?"

>"Nuh-uh! Don't question it, just trust me."

>Rarity shrugged, but played along

>"Ok... that's just me."

>"Ah, but is it? Is that really *just* you? Think about it, how would you look like if you *actually* got the gains you want?"

>Rarity paused for a minute before answering, her expression turning from thoughtful, to happy, to aroused

>"Well... no, it's not. It's a much nicer, stronger version of me."

>"And you like that, don't you? Do you wanna look like that?"

>"Very much so." Rarity's voice quivered with desire

>"Great, that's the spirit! Now keep that in mind and let's get pumping! You want that body? Then let's get it."

>Rarity opened her eyes

>The bored, tired look from before was gone in favor of an ambitious one

>"That's what I like to see. Now go lift those weights!"

>Rarity nodded, and, finally, began doing some simple bicep curls

>Though the payoff was a tad anti-climactic, Rainbow Dash was happy to see Rarity finally exercising without giving any complaints

>"Now, give me ten reps of those, and then ten more hammer curls! You can do it!"

>Rarity smiled at the request, and kept lifting

>"What a difference in attitude!" Rainbow thought. "I guess that is to be expected, she had a pretty good personal trainer, after all."

>Rainbow Dash sat back and took a moment to admire her work

>Such a moment of relaxation was short-lived, however, as she noticed something weird

>She didn't notice it before, Rarity's arms were looking pretty constricted inside her track suit

>"Hey, Rares, pause for a second."

>"Hm? Was I doing something wrong?"

>"No, no, not really. It's just that it's not very happy to wear something this tight when lifting, you gotta let that blood flow."

>"Tight? What do you mean?"

>Rainbow pointed at her arm

>"Oh. Oh that's quite a problem."

>"I know, that's what I'm saying. It's your first time, so it's fine, but do keep your clothes in mind when you train." Rainbow giggled. "Can't believe I'm telling you how to dress, for a change."

>"I appreciate the advice, darling, but I did take that into consideration this morning. Must be all those 'gains' you talked about."

>"Pfft, yeah, right!" Rainbow laughed

>Rarity looked her in the eye, completely serious

>"Hah... wait. You aren't kidding?"

>Rarity shook her head, shooting a very confused look at Rainbow Dash

>"Look, I know you are new so you're bound to not know some things," Rainbow grabbed Rarity's sleeved and pulled it up, "but even you should know that there's no wa-"

>Rainbow took a step back, and then froze

>"There's no way!"

>"What? What's wrong?" Rarity asked in earnest confusion

>Rainbow looked at Rarity's bulging biceps

>Then back at her face

>Then back at her biceps

>"I, uh... You..." Rainbow mumbled, trying to regain her composure. "Y-you know what, I think you did enough lifting for today. How about some squats and then we can call it a day?"

>"Alright!" Agreed Rarity, excitedly

>Rainbow watch with a concerned look as Rarity lowered her body, not taking her eyes off of her newly muscular biceps

>"You know," said Rarity coming back up, "if I knew I could get big this fast, I would've started training way sooner."

>She bent her knees again

>"Yeah... I bet."

>The noise of clothing stretching made Rainbow look further down to notice, much like Rarity's top, her pants were looking tighter and tighter with each rep

>"Though, I do have to wonder," Rarity continued, lifting herself back up again, "have you been skipping training lately?"

>"Yea- wait, what was that?"

>"Well, if it's this easy to build some muscle, I can't imagine you really do this every day."

>Still with her eyes following Rarity's motions as she went down, up, and down again, Rainbow was getting pretty upset

>"Huh? What is that supposed to mean?!"

>"Darling, please! Now that I know how ridiculously easy is to get a body like this, do you think you can play dumb, looking like that?"

>"Alright, that's it, you... you..."

>Rainbow finally looked Rarity in the face, or rather, tried to

>As Rarity came back up, Dash noticed that, when looking straight forward, she was no longer looking at eye level with her friend, but more at chin level

>"Yes? What about me?" Asked Rarity, squatting down and coming back up again

>Rainbow was speechless, noticing she was now looking at her neck

>"What is it, Dash?"

>Another squat, and now she was looking at Rarity's collarbone

>"I, uh... it's your posture. Your posture is all wrong." Rainbow mumbled in confusion

>"Oh, that's it? Barely an issue, I'm not sure why you were so angry about it."

>"Because-"

>"Yeah, yeah, I get it, you're an athlete and having to deal with a beginner must be frustrating. Now you know how I feel about your fashion choices."

>"Hey!"

>"So, should I just straighten my back like this or...?"

>*ZIIIIP*

>As Rarity adjusted her spine, the zipper of her tracksuit became undone, revealing a much larger pair of breasts than she had before, even proportionally

>"Ah! That's a nice surprise." Rarity giggled. "I remember reading how a woman's bust can enlarge after a while exercising, but I wasn't expecting it to happen on the first day! Now there's really *no* way you can convince me you of all people actually trains as often as you say."

>"Oh, shut up! Just cover your giant fucking tits before they spill out of your top!" Rainbow yelled in frustration

>And then froze as a shiver run down her spine, realizing what she just did

>She looked around to see everyone around them staring, confirming her fears

>Rarity, despite being caught off-guard by Rainbow's outburst, knew she had to think of something quickly

>"It's... uh... it's what you would happen if I didn't have this new, fabulous, and exceedingly effective sports bra on, right Rainbow?"

>"What? Oh! Oh, yeah, absolutely. And where can I get some of those for myself?" Rainbow said awkwardly, playing up her voice for the crowd

>"Why, I'm glad you asked! It, along with this very fashionable tracksuit, will be available next month at the Carousel Boutique! And you may come ask me for a pre-order discount right now!"

>Rainbow Dash took another look to see some of the crowd continued with their day, and some were coming over to talk to Rarity

>Mission accomplished: they bought it

>Rainbow sighed in relief, then turned her back and walked away

>Or at least tried, before she felt Rarity grabbing her arm and pulling her very close

>"You better not think you're quite in the clear just for playing along." Rarity whispered

>"H-huh?"

>"So, to make it up to me, tomorrow, same time, you're gonna meet me at the gym and show me how to handle all that work out paraphernalia they have there. And we're gonna be using some *real* weights, capiche?"

>"C-cap-cap-yes ma'am."

>"Great." Rarity smirked. Then, completely changing her tone and expression, she turned to the line waiting to talk to her with the friendliest of smiles

>Seeing how Rarity was busy, Rainbow took that opportunity and ran back home

>After that morning, she decided she deserved the rest of the day off to mentally prepare herself for next morning

>Partially, because she was dreading how big Rarity was going to get after a proper workout at the gym

>And, partially, because she coulnd't wait to see how big Rarity was going to get after a proper workout at the gym

 

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(11) - This is a sequel to (8)

 

>"Really?"

>Aria looked down at you, her expression a mix of disbelief and disgust

>"I mean, really? What the fuck is wrong with you?"

>Disappointed, you held a heart-shaped card tight in your hand

>A card that, despite your best efforts, didn't seem to win her over

>You even wrote a cute poem on it, hoping it would win her over

>"Roses are red,

>I miss your warm embrace.

>Would you be my valentine,

>And sit on my face?"

>It didn't make sense

>How did that NOT win her over?

>Unless...

>"Was it the poem?" You sheepishly asked

>"Oh, I don't know, was it?!"

>Her sarcastic tone confirmed your fears

>The internet had lied to you once again, as it seemed like girls didn't like poems after all

>"Guess I should've gone with the muffins..." You muttered

>"They would've been slightly better." Aria responded, slightly calmer. "They aren't the most original gift, but at least-"

>"Oh, but I now a way to make them that they come out looking like these little butts, it's super c-"

>A slap to the face that sent you spinning interrupted you

>"Ugh! Why is always about butts with you?"

>You scratched your head

>"I mean, it is your best quality, right?"

>Aria stomped her way to you, lifting you a few feet from the ground and slamming you against her locker

>Given her expression of pure, unfiltered rage, you knew you suspected you were losing her

>You needed to say something quickly

>"Look, don't be mad. I just asked you out to make sure you weren't going to spend Valentine's Day by yourself!"

>"Ok, dweeb, that's it!"

>She opened her locker, threw you into it with great force, and slammed the door close

>As you heard her heavy stomps getting further and further away, you couldn't help but wonder where things went south

>You were bold, you gave her a gift, and you complimented her

>You couldn't think of anything

>The light from the hallway interrupted your thoughts as the locker door opened

>Aria grabbed you by your shirt's collar and threw you to the ground

>"Sunday. 8 o'clock. My place. Drinks are on you. Don't be late." She commanded, without even looking at you

>You watched as she walked away, her hips swaying with each step

>Now everything made sense

>She was just playing hard to get again, and you got her

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>It was 7:59, and you found yourself in front of an intimidatingly huge house, fairly isolated from the rest of the city

>Wearing a tuxedo and carrying a gift box in one hand and a paper bag in the other, you were waiting for the right time to knock

>A girl finally invited you to her house, and you wanted to make sure everything was perfect

>And, sure enough, as soon as the clock showed 8:00 you knocked on the door

>...and there was no response

>You knocked again

>"Geez," you heard a complaint from inside the house, "wait, like, 10 seconds, I'm coming!"

>At least you knew she was home

>Soon the door opening, revealing a surprisingly casual Aria

>She was wearing an oversized band t-shirt and sweatpants, a far cry from what you were imagining

>Still, she looked good, even if you were feeling way overdressed by comparison

>"So, you're gonna come in or...?"

>You nodded, her impatient tone cueing you to enter her house

>Finally, you were inside a girl's house!

>And it everything was....

>...very normal

>Sure, everything may have been proportional to her size, making you feel like a midget, but besides that detail, it was just a normal house

>"What you got there?" Aria asked, taking your attention away from the shockingly unexciting environment. "Anything for me?"

>"Oh, right. This is for you."

>You blushed a little, and gave her the box

>She quickly opened it and peeked at its contents

>Then winced

>"I see you decided to bake some muffins for tonight." She noted, putting the box on the table

>Despite her reaction, you knew she loved it, and was just playing hard to get, as always

>"So, where can I leave the drinks?" You asked with a confident smile

>"Ah shit, you actually remembered, huh? Come here, you can leave it at the kitchen."

>You followed her, and, sure enough, her kitchen looked just as mundane as you expected

>Aside, again, from everything being twice as large as you expected

>With some struggle, you got on top of a chair

>"So, uh, do you got anything planned for us tonight?" You asked, putting the bag on the table

>"I dunno, man. Get hammered and pass out, I guess. Do you have any good stuff for us?"

>You nodded, pulling a bottle of gin from the bag

>"Really?" Aria cocked an eyebrow, unimpressed. "That's the best you can do?"

>Feeling a little embarrassed, you pulled another bottle

>This time, lemon juice

>Aria laughed

>"Come on, really? With the way you act I thought you were drunk all the time! Is that the best you can do?"

>Flustered, you just took out everything else out of the bag

>Mango syrup, turmeric, pink pepper, honey, and some lavender flowers

>She shot a confused look, trying to understand what was up with all those random items

>That is, until you showed the last item you had brought: a shaker

>"Now, that's something I wasn't expecting." She smiled. "So, this little loser right here knows how to mix cocktails, huh?"

>"I worked part-time as a bartender last summer. Nothing too fancy, but I did learn a few tricks from the job."

>"Now, this I gotta see." She said, giving you some ice cubes before you even asked

>So, you did what you knew best and started mixing

>You even put on a performance for her as you did, seemingly succeeding in grabbing her attention

>It was a nice change of pace

>For once, she seemed to be genuinely enjoying herself, just watching you with a hint of a smile on her face

>And, when you were finally done, she seemed eager to taste your little concoction

>"Here's to a shitty holiday that just got a little less shitty!"

>She downed the drink in one go, then asked for another

>You were happy to give her as many refills as she asked for, but couldn't help but notice her complaint

>"What do you mean by 'shitty holiday'?"

>"It's just my sisters, you know? This is one of many days where they go out with some guy and leave me to rot by myself in this fucking house."

>Aria looked really upset, and you were not sure what to say

>But you knew you had to say something, before any semblance of a mood was ruined

>"But I guess this time I'm not by myself this time, huh?" She looked at you a smile. "It's nice."

>Crisis adverted, she said something for you

>"Yeah, it is." You agreed, smiling back at her

>You two stood like this for a couple seconds, before she let out a loud burp

>"Whew, that's some good shit, now. Is there any left?"

>You looked at the empty mixer, then at the empty bottle, and shook your head

>"Meh, that's too bad."

>"You can try the muffins, I guess."

>"Are they magic muffins?" She asked, with clear excitement in her voice

>"No, just regular ones."

>"Oh." And now, disappointment. "Yeah, I'm sure those are gonna taste don't taste like ass."

>She rolled her eyes, but yours were looking down from her face

>Her stomach began to rumble loudly

>"Huh, guess that cocktail was a little stronger than I th- WOAH!"

>Suddenly, her once modest tits surge in size, growing at least for cup sizes in a matter of seconds, making her lose her balance

>"W-what the fuck? How?" She heaved, leaning against the table

>She then looked at you, and the shit-eating grin on your face

>"You!" She quickly made her way to you, picked you up, and slammed you against the fridge. "What the fuck did you put in those drinks?!"

>"N-nothing! What's the problem?"

>"What's the- Do you think I have fucking brain damage, motherfucker? Why else would my tits have exploded in size like that?"

>"Because you lied."

>The room was painfully silent for a few seconds, as Aria tried to process your answer

>"What? The fuck does that have to do with anything?"

>"That's a Pinocchio cocktail. So, you know..."

>She took a step back just to slam you against the fridge even harder

>"You fucking pervert. What possessed your monkey brain to think this was, in any way, an acceptable thing to do without my permission?!"

>"What do you mean? You asked for this. And besides, your sisters are pretty fucking massive in the tit department, you're gonna be fine."

>"I don't wanna be like them, you dimwit!"

>Another series of rumblings came from her stomach, and, sure enough, another surge in size followed

>Needing her hands to lean against the counter and not fall down, she dropped you to the floor

>"Fuck. Geez, that's too strong." She breathed

>You got up, stepping away from her

>"Look, I'm sorry, alright? I wasn't expecting you to drink the whole bottle like that. You just have to stop lying."

>"Oh, shut up! This is all your fault. Don't you fucking dare say I asked for this, because I didn't."

>You looked at her boobs, fully expecting another growth spurt

>But nothing happened

>You gulped, realizing you must've gravely misunderstood her complaint about "it always being about butts with you"

>"W-well, I just thought-"

>"Oh, you did?!" She interrupted with extremely loud an aggressive response. "That must've been a first. But, usually, normal people have more than a *single* thought before they say or do anything. For example: I think you are a disgusting human being, a weak dumbass, an irredeemable asshole, and I hate you with every fiber of my being!"

>There was a heavy silence after she completed her outburst

>But then, the sound of an earthquake filled the room

>It, of course, didn't come from the ground, but rather from Aria herself

>*RIIIIIP*

>In one powerful surge, her tits multiplied in size, putting the other two growth spurts to shame, and destroying her shirt in the process

>The increased weight of her now beach ball sized tits proved too much, and she fell forward to the ground as a result

>Already expecting the worst, you took a few steps back

>But, to your surprise, she started giggling

>The giggles quickly turned into laughter, and became louder and louder

>Unsure on how to react, you started laughing along

>"You... hahahahah.... When I get up from here, I'm gonna fucking kill you..."

>She resumed her laughter, and you did too, for a moment

>Despite her last comment, you noticed her stomach didn't make any noises, and her tits didn't grow

>You took that as your cue to leave, and so you did

>Still hearing her ridiculously loud laugh from far away, haunting you, you ran as fast as you could