[CONT] Life of the Party

 

“Come to the party!” Princess Twilight Sparkle replied with a smile, unfazed by the other unicorn’s outburst. “It’ll be fun!”

 

Moondancer scrunched her face in annoyance. “Oh, yeah! Fun! Totally! Just like the last party I tried to throw! Wasn’t that such a wonderful and fun success?” The sarcasm in her voice and the look of irritation on her face were impossible to miss.

 

Twilight smiled gently and stepped forward with a remorseful expression. “Look, I’m sorry about that day. I really am. But you can’t let just one mishap determine the rest of your life!” She smirked a bit despite herself. “Besides…I think we can both agree the events of that day went for the better.”

 

Moondancer did have to admit this was true, but she sure didn’t have to like it! Running out of excuses, she simply turned away and stamped her hoof with an irritated ‘hmph!’

 

Twilight chuckled lightly at her old friend’s foalish behavior. “C’mon, Moonie, don’t be like that. I Pinkie-promise this party won’t be anything like the other one. There’ll be music and games and food galore! It’s not one to miss!” she cheered, clopping her forehooves together happily.

 

A long-suffering sigh was her only response, but Twilight could see the gears turning in her foalhood friend’s mind. Seeking to finally win her over, Twilight walked over and pulled Moondancer into a hug with her wing. “Moonie, you know why I’m here. As the Princess of Friendship, it’s my sworn duty to fix any and all friendship-related problems, no matter how serious.” She fixed her friend with a serious gaze. “And, as the Princess of Friendship, I can tell you are having a five-alarm friendship emergency.”

 

Moondancer lowered her head and scuffed at the floor, glancing around at her disheveled living arrangements ruefully. “Well…I have been pretty lonely for a while now…”

 

“Exactly! And trust me when I say I’ve got the perfect solution!” Giving her friend a soft smile, she gestured towards the door. “C’mon, let’s get going, yeah? I got a chariot waiting just for us.”

 

Moondancer smiled at her friend as she felt hope blossoming in her chest. Maybe she really could learn to have friends again? She sure hoped so. Following the Princess outside, she bit her lip nervously at the sight of the chariot. Looked like she was in for quite the ride…

 

~~~~~~

 

Moondancer adjusted her glasses as she hopped out of the chariot. That wasn’t nearly as bad as she was expecting. In fact, she’d say it was actually kinda fun! Twilight dismounts as well, albeit quite a bit more gracefully, as befitting an alicorn Princess, even a relatively new one like her.

 

“Thank you, gentlecolts,” she said with a smile to the crew of pegasi responsible for their method of travel. With proud smirks, they trotted off. Moondancer turned around and took in the odd building before her. It was shaped like a giant gingerbread house! Her stomach growled a bit, hopefully they had some tasty treats in there seeing as she’d skipped breakfast!

 

“Here we are,” Twilight said cheerfully. “Sugarcube Corner, Ponyville’s premier party premise, whose proud proprietor is Ponyville’s perfectly proportioned popular pink party pony, Pinkie Pie!”

 

*GASP* “Twilight!!” And before poor Moondancer even had a chance to process all those P’s, a pink blur shot out from seemingly nowhere and tackle-hugged Princess Twilight to the ground. “Yippee! You made it! I’m so happy! I can never know when you can make it to a party now that you have all your princess-y things to attend to but yay it worked out this time and-hhUUUNNH! You brought a NEW PONY!! I’m going to have to throw a WHOLE ‘nother party now, and I need to start planning right away we’ll need balloons and streamers and cake and party hats and…”

 

Moondancer stared at the incredibly odd pony before her as the incessant rambling slowly faded to white noise in her mind. Standing over Princess Twilight was quite possibly the pinkest pony Moondancer had ever seen, and she was definitely the fastest-talking pony she’d ever heard! Her words were spilling out so fast it almost looked like her lips were having trouble keeping up!

 

Fortunately Twilight put a stop to the pink one’s yammering with a simple yet effective hoof-in-mouth technique. Moondancer got the sense this wasn’t the first time this scenario had taken place. “Ahem!” Clearing her throat, Twilight regained control of the conversation and gestured to Moondancer with her now-freed hoof. “Pinkie Pie, meet my old friend from Canterlot, Moondancer. Moondancer, meet Pinkie Pie. She’s going to be joining us at the party tonight!” Twilight finished happily.

 

Pinkie reared up and clopped her hooves. “That’s FANTASTIC!!” Jumping over to Moondancer she grabbed her foreleg and shook vigorously, her earth pony strength causing Moondancer’s teeth to rattle in her head a bit. “Hi Moondancer! I’m Pinkie Pie! I’m soooo happy to meet you! Can I call you Moonie? Anyways, I’m super-duper glad you could make it to the party! This’ll be a taste of what your party will look like cuz you’re a new pony and every time I meet a new pony I throw a new pony party!” She stopped at that, grinning ear to ear, her bright blue eyes sparkling.

 

Moondancer cast an uncertain glance over at Twilight. “Um…hi. Nice to meet you…?” She did her best to not make that sound like a question but she was definitely wondering what in Equestria she’d gotten herself into.

 

Upon seeing that neither pony had anything new to say Pinkie Pie sprang into action once again. “Well come on then, you two! The party’s only starting! There’s music and dancing and food and games and decorations and food and a light show and a fog machine and did I mention all the snacks?”

 

Moondancer’s stomach growled again, the thought of food enough to compel her to at least stay for a little while. After all, she had come all this way, might as well try to have a good time, right? Moondancer met Twilight’s softly smiling gaze and gave a small one herself. “Sure, let’s go…”

 

“Whoopee! The fun has only just begun! Follow me to the partyyyyy! Wheeeeee!!” And just like that, the preposterously pink pony zipped back inside almost faster than the eye could see. With the door swinging behind her, Moondancer could indeed hear blasting music and what appeared to be quite the light show going on inside.

 

With a small sigh she slowly made her way forwards. Twilight smiled reassuringly as they stopped at the door. “Don’t worry, Moonie. Pinkie Pie is one of the most fun ponies around! Just take a little bit to get settled and you’ll be enjoying yourself in no time.”

 

“I’ll…try my best, Twilight,” Moondancer answered a bit nervously, preparing to take the plunge.

 

“That’s all I can ask,” she replied. Holding the door open with her magic, she gestured inside. “After you!”

 

Moondancer nodded and walked through the door. As soon as she did, her ears were hit with waves of sound, several huge speakers spread all throughout the room blaring and pulsing with a deep, steady beat. Moondancer’s ears folded down in an effort to reduce the volume a bit while her chest thudded in time with the music. Overwhelmed, she tried to scoot backwards and leave…only to bump right into Twilight, who gave her a bemused smirk. “You’ll get used to it soon enough, just wait!” she shouted loudly, and even then Moondancer could only barely hear her.

 

She nodded in response and took a few hoofsteps forward, looking for a relatively empty space in the room to sit and wait to adjust to the wild atmosphere. Spying the refreshment table, she clopped over and perused the goods, thinking a bit of food might help her settle a bit. And if not, well then at least she got what she wanted, right?

 

Moondancer munched appreciatively on a chocolate chip cookie as she looked around the room. This place was absolutely jumping! Everywhere she looked there were happy ponies dancing, snacking, chatting in small groups, or just grooving to the music. Moondancer had always thought Ponyville was a rather small town, but in here it was jam-packed! It was almost as if everypony in town had been invited!

 

On the other side of the room she spied a white unicorn with reflective glasses and a wild, spiky blue mane. She stood out quite a bit compared to the rest of the crowd. She was busy cramming her mouth with cake and talking animatedly with a slightly-annoyed looking gray pony. Given the headphones around her neck and the turntable nearby, Moondancer guessed she was the DJ responsible for the music. But although she picked out several other ponies that stood out from the crowd, she was unable to locate her purple alicorn friend.

 

Moondancer swallowed the rest of the cookie appreciatively as she continued surveying the room. That might just have been the best darn cookie she’d ever had! Was everything else just as tasty? Moondancer spied a partially sliced cake and served herself a good-sized piece. Taking a hearty bite, she moaned in pleasure at the delightful taste that exploded across her tastebuds. The cake was so light and fluffy! The icing so rich and creamy! The filling so gooey and tangy! As far as she was concerned, this was a masterpiece of a cake.

 

Moondancer gleefully chomped down the rest of her tasty snack and cut herself another, even bigger slice. She just had to have more of this wondrous cake! As she chewed happily, taking her time to savor this serving a bit more than the previous, she caught herself bobbing her head to the heavy beat still pulsing through the room. Now that she thought about it, the music didn’t seem quite so loud anymore, and the thumping in her chest had settled from a frantic beating to a gentle, rhythmic pressure.

 

Maybe this party business wasn’t so bad after all? Especially if the food was this good! Moondancer lost track of how many slices of cake she ate but before she knew it, she went to get another serving only to be met by an empty platter. She frowned in frustration. Gone already?! She looked down the table to see what else might catch her attention, and her eyes lit up as she spied a collection of pies further down. Surely those would be just as good?

 

Pushing through the crowd a bit, Moondancer headed for her destination, her normal shyness and anxiety at interacting with other ponies overruled by her desire for more delicious treats. Finally reaching her goal, she licked her lips as she levitated a slice of delicious looking blueberry pie onto her plate. Her stomach was now pleasantly full, but with so much left to try Moondancer ignored it and went for another bite.

 

Once again she was carried away by another flavor sensation, the berries bursting crisply in her mouth while the wonderfully flaky crust brought out the fruit even more. Moaning to herself in delight, Moondancer happily carried on with her feast, allowing herself to be swept up in the party atmosphere.

 

~~~~~

 

The party carried on late into the night. Moondancer lost track of how many hours it had been since she’d arrived, as well as how many plates of delectable snacks she’d consumed. At some point Twilight showed up to introduce her friends, one of which was indeed the remarkably pink pony hostess.

 

Moondancer happily complimented Pinkie on all the food, exclaiming that these were some of the best sweets she’d ever had. Pinkie had of course been delighted to hear that, and spent the next few minutes walking down the table and pointing out more different treats for Moondancer to try. She dutifully loaded her plate with every suggestion before digging in with a smile, the pink one zipping off to tend to some other aspect of the party.

 

After that, things began to blur a bit. She remembered loud music, ponies everywhere, and lots of chewing and swallowing. Before she knew it, the party had ended and ponies were leaving. Returning to her senses, Moondancer shook her head and blinked as she looked about. The lights were now on and the music was off, the room and snack table mostly empty and the floor littered with confetti.

Moondancer swallowed her mouthful of food and winced as a sharp, jabbing pain shot up from her stomach. “Oooogh…” she groaned in pain, doubling over slightly as she realized just how absurdly full she was. She gasped slightly as her hooves found the surface of her stomach much sooner than expected, her belly now swollen almost to her knees, and upon further examination rock solid to the touch.

 

She breathed heavily as she tried to soothe her desperately overpacked tummy. Seated on the ground as she was, her belly was so large it easily made contact with the floor along with her rump. Her usual sweater had ridden up, completely unable to hide even a small portion of her distended gut. Moondancer made an effort to stand up, but immediately was forced to sit back down again as her knees jostled her tender belly. She whined piteously as her stomach was squished ever so slightly into the floor, her hooves unable to do much of anything to relieve the overbearing pressure.

 

“Ohhhh….Luna’s moons…” she moaned softly. How did she even let herself get to this point? She’d never been so stuffed before in her life! Sure the food was good, beyond good even, but surely she would’ve managed to stop herself before reaching this point? Apparently not, as the angrily churning belly beneath her attested to, its outermost curve flushed ever so slightly red as it strained against its contents.

 

“Hiya, Moonie! Didja enjoy the party?” the sudden voice behind her caused Moondancer to jump slightly, painfully jostling her sore, rumbling gut once again.

 

“Ooooh, owwww…” she moaned, cradling her belly as tightly as she dared. Which was to say, not very tightly at all.

 

Pinkie Pie stepped into her field of view, that seemingly irremovable smile on her face. Seeing the unicorn’s predicament, she giggled into a hoof. “Oh, silly Moonie! I can see that you enjoyed the food at least!”

 

Moondancer winced as another pang of distressed digestion rumbled through her innards. “Ohhh, I…I think I…ate too much…” she mumbled slowly, her brain struggling to even function beyond the almost overwhelming pain wracking her abdomen.

 

“Don’t worry, you’re not the only one who’s overdone it on the sweets! You should’ve seen this one time Rainbow Dash ate so much, her tummy was even bigger than her head!” Pinkie giggled again, spreading her hooves a certain distance as she talked. “She slept for a whole day afterwards! Heehee!”

 

Moondancer’s only response was a moan. Pinkie once again turned her attention to the pained unicorn. “C’mon Moonie, can you get up? Surely you’d like to go home and sleep that big ol’ belly off, right? Here, let me help you!” she offered, extending her forelegs so she might pull the unicorn to her hooves.

 

Moondancer shifted slightly before making another half-hearted attempt to stand, only to be met with the same result. “Owwww…” she moaned in pain. “I…I don’t think I…can get up…” she murmured.

 

“Ya gotta at least try!” Pinkie replied with a smile. “You can’t just sleep here on the floor, silly, that would do that poor tummy of yours no good! So up, up, up!” Ignoring the overloaded unicorn’s protests, Pinkie stepped forward and grabbed her forelegs. “Okay, you ready? One…”

 

“Oooogh, no...”

 

“Two…”

 

“Wait…please…”

 

“THREE!” With a quick and seemingly effortless tug, Pinkie pulled Moondancer to her hooves, but not without a great deal of gurgling protests from that packed tummy. Said overfed mare immediately spread her rear legs a fair bit to give her poor gut as much room as possible, while her cheeks bulged before her lips parted to release a strained ‘uuuuuUUURRPP!’

 

“Ohhhh…” Moondancer moaned in pained relief as the belch released a bit of the overwhelming pressure she felt pressing eagerly at the base of her throat. “Owww…” she finally managed after taking a few short, panting breaths, fixing Pinkie with as irritated a face as she could muster.

 

Which, admittedly, wasn’t very intimidating. Pinkie flashed a sheepish smile nonetheless, but still began leading Moondancer deeper into the store. “Come on, we need to get you to beddy bye so you can let that rumbly tummy settle!” Too stuffed to argue, Moondancer allowed the earth pony to gently push her forwards, her gait wide and unsteady, her progress slow and laborious. Now on her hooves, the cream swell of her belly did indeed hang down to her knees, jutting out from her torso as if she’d swallowed a bowling ball.

 

Soon enough, the duo found themselves standing at the bottom of some stairs. “Ohhh, nooooo…” Moondancer moaned, even her pain-addled brain able to recognize the agonizing gauntlet set before her. If she could barely walk, how could she possibly be expected to climb stairs?!

 

“Alright, Moonie, you ready? I’ll help you…we’ll just go niiiice and slooooow…” Pinkie cooed from behind her, gently nudging her forward. Moondancer was powerless to resist her advances, as every press against her backside had her instinctively stepping forward to relieve the extra pressure on her gut, small and otherwise insignificant though it would be if not for being burstingly full.

 

Moondancer grimaced as she tenderly took the first step. She had no idea how Pinkie was planning to ‘help’ her, but as long as she kept getting pressed from behind she needed to move forward. The next step wasn’t bad either, but now it was time to climb with her rear legs...

 

Her belly gurgled angrily as it was jostled and she sucked air between her teeth, having to bite her lip so as to not cry out in pain. But she was standing, on the stairs no less, with Pinkie gently applying pressure from behind to prevent her from falling backwards. Looking up, Moondancer groaned lowly as she saw how many stairs there were left to go…

 

It was going to be a long night…

 

~~~~~

 

The ascent up the stairs was a torturous and slow endeavor, Moondancer’s belly constantly lashing out with sharp, stabbing pains as it was bumped and nudged endlessly. She had no idea if there were other ponies in the building, but if there were she was sure they heard her pained moaning quite clearly. Pinkie Pie did what she could to keep the pressure on her belly to a minimum, but there was only so much she could do.

 

But finally, after much huffing and puffing and moaning and groaning and gasping and wheezing, they made it to the top. After that absolute ordeal, regular walking seemed heavenly in comparison. So it was that they easily made their way to what appeared to be Pinkie’s bedroom, given how absolutely everything and anything was some shade of pink.

 

Again with Pinkie’s help and quite a bit of moaning and gurgling, Moondancer finally found herself lying in a soft bed, her head propped up on pillows and her rock-solid gut towering above her. Her eyes blearily cast about the room, the quiet, observant part of her mind still functioning at the bare minimum, taking in her surroundings as she was wont to do.

 

“There, isn’t that much better?” Pinkie quipped, happily smiling as her charge finally started to get comfortable. She hopped off the bed and started moving about the room, presumably looking for something. “Oh! I totally forgot about these! I’ll just go put them downstairs…”

 

Moondancer watched lazily as Pinkie reappeared in her vision, crossing the room with a tray of pink frosted cookies on her back. Her nostrils flared as the sweet scent made itself known to her. Everything tonight had been so good, beyond good even! Surely these would be too? Despite the grumbling complaints of her stomach, she found herself wanting them. Just a taste, at the least…

 

“Urgh…” she grunted as she shifted her position slightly to see better, getting Pinkie’s attention in the process. “A-Are those…you have…more?”

 

An uncomfortable look crossed Pinkie’s face as she noticed where Moondancer’s gaze was focused. She glanced back and forth between the massively stuffed unicorn and the tray of cookies. She chuckled nervously. “Um…yeah I do but…I thiiiink you’ve had enough…” she replied uncertainly, beginning to move towards the hallway once again.

 

“N-No, wait…” Moondancer whispered, stopping the pink pony in her tracks. “Just a…taste…please…? So…good…” She found herself drooling despite herself, her stomach and mind engaged in an epic battle of will that she was currently winning.

 

Pinkie bit her lip as she looked between the pony and cookies again. On the one hoof, Moondancer looked and sounded REALLY full, surely she couldn’t possibly want any more? She might even be ready to pop! Could ponies even do that?!

 

But on the other hoof, here was a friend who really wanted to try some more of her tasty treats! Under almost any circumstance the thought of denying somepony sweets was almost too terrible to bear! Was this situation really any different? Clearly she wanted it…who was she to say no? Besides ponies couldn’t really pop like balloons, that would be silly! And if anypony would know silly, it would be Pinkie Pie. She was the resident expert on the subject, after all.

 

So it was with only a mild bit of hesitation Pinkie stepped forward and handed Moondancer a single cookie, which she gleefully accepted and took a bite out of. Her eyes closed and she moaned in bliss as she chewed her mouthful, clearly enjoying it immensely. Seeing how much she loved her baking, Pinkie was immediately convinced that she had made the right choice.

 

Moondancer swallowed and took another bite. Her stomach groaned long and low, and Pinkie could swear she even saw it grow ever so slightly bigger. Although some part of her mind knew she should take this opportunity to take the food away, she was enraptured by the show taking place before her. Had anypony ever loved her food so much? She wasn’t sure.

 

Before she knew it, the last bite had been swallowed. Moondancer let out a blissful sigh before opening her eyes to look at Pinkie once again. “…More,” she said softly, holding out her hoof again, her face making her look almost like she was in some sort of trance.

 

With much less hesitation, Pinkie handed over another cookie. This one too eventually met its demise in the grumbling, churning depths, only for said consumer to hold her hoof out again in an unspoken demand for another. Pinkie could only watch in awe as the unicorn ate cookie after cookie after cookie, her belly continuing to swell impossibly while the raucous gurgling and roaring returned with a vengeance, her stomach starting to visibly tremble and ripple with digestive distress.

 

Now with half the plate cleared, Moondancer had finally sank low enough in her posture that she couldn’t lift her leg properly. But that look on her face was enough to know that she still wanted, no NEEDED more.

 

Smiling gently, Pinkie stepped over and placed the tray on the nightstand next to the bed before grabbing a cookie and holding it above her mouth. “Shhhh, let me help you…” she said softly. “Just lay back…”

 

And lay back she did. Slowly but methodically Pinkie fed her the remaining cookies, giggling softly whenever her charge made a funny face or noise. With only a half dozen cookies left, Moondancer was now stuffed beyond belief. She huffed and puffed breathlessly, utterly unable to draw sufficient breath with how badly her immense stomach was crushing her lungs. Her eyes were closed and her cheeks flushed red as she struggled to retain consciousness, eager for just one more tasty bite.

 

Her stomach now stretched almost to her hooves, tinged a dangerous amount of red towards its apex as it roared its displeasure, ceaselessly gurgling and churning away at the unfathomable amount of food contained within. And yet she continued to eat…and eat…and eat…

 

“Teehee! Last cookie, Moonie! You ready?” Pinkie giggled softly, turning back to the unicorn with the last treat in hoof. But Moondancer was dead to the world. Finally overwhelmed by the sheer desperation of her painfully stretched stomach she submitted to the mother of all food comas, her tongue hanging out of her mouth as she breathed softly, her stomach’s rumblings transitioning to lower tones as digestion began in earnest.

 

Pinkie blinked before smiling. “Aww that’s ok, you almost did it!” she whispered, before happily chomping the last cookie herself. “Mmm, those were good!” A sudden rush of gurgling drew her attention, Moondancer’s face now screwed up in a pained grimace as her stomach trembled and roared. Pinkie found herself panicking slightly. What was going on? What should she do?! Was it too late? Was she going to explode? And then maybe explode again?! Could you even do that?

 

The sleeping unicorn’s cheeks puffed out briefly before finally her lips parted and released the buildup of pressure. ‘BBBUUUUUUUUUURRRRRUUUUUUUUURRRRRRPPP!!’ The massive expulsion of gas blew Pinkie’s mane and cheeks back for a moment as she took the full brunt of the hurricane-like force.

 

Just as quickly as it started, it was over. All was quiet and calm now, even the gurgling of Moondancer’s immense tummy was soft and gentle. Pinkie stood in place for a moment or two before whisper-chuckling to herself. “Heehee! That was a good one, Moonie!” This was followed by a yawn as the party pony realized how tired she was too. And although her bed was currently occupied, that was no matter to her. She simply hopped up and snuggled right up to that big ol’ belly, sighing in contentment as she enjoyed her new pillow and drifted off to sleep.

 

~~~~~

 

And so it was that Moondancer became somewhat of a regular at Pinkie’s parties, the lonely and culinary-disinclined mare quite entranced both by the lively atmospheres and of course the mouth-watering refreshments. She visited Ponyville almost weekly, the constant train rides definitely an inconvenience but not nearly enough to stop her from getting her fix of fun!

 

The results soon became quite apparent. Moondancer found herself a more cheerful pony, willing and even happy to interact with the ponies around her more than she had in a long time, even attending a few of her friend’s get-togethers in Canterlot. Twilight was more than pleased with her progress, writing her often to express how proud she was of her progress.

 

The most evident change, however, was with Moondancer’s body. The constant gorging on sugary sweets did not leave her figure unscathed. Her belly was now a fairly prominent gut, reaching down almost to her knees when totally empty, and jiggling quite a bit as she walked. Her flanks too had become noticeably fuller, her cutie mark expanded ever so slightly and now visible while standing in front of her, so wide were her hips. Her forelegs began to develop some soft fluffiness, and a ghost of a second chin made itself comfortable just beneath her first.

 

If Moondancer was paying any attention to these changes, however, she sure didn’t show it. Even with her sweaters only covering half of her belly these days, she seemed completely oblivious to the effects of her constant gorging.

 

A month passed, and Moondancer was eating more than ever. Though she didn’t know it, she was now consuming about half of all the food eaten at Pinkie’s parties by herself. Standing right next to the snacks table, the portly unicorn found herself right at home chewing away gleefully at cookies, cupcakes, pies, and more, all while bobbing her head gleefully to the beat of the blasting music. Yep, life was good.

 

However, there was one thing Moondancer started to notice, and that was all the funny looks these Ponyville ponies would give her. She wasn’t really sure what that was all about, and ultimately didn’t really care, but it still made her feel a bit self-conscious. And that just made her want to eat even more, only to receive even more looks, and so on and so forth.

 

She covered her mouth with a forehoof as she belched lowly, having just finished off her fourth cake of the night. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Pinkie emerge from the kitchen with a monstrous plate of succulent-looking brownies on her back. Her eyes lit up at the sight of such chocolatey decadence. Oh, she definitely wanted some of those.

 

Actually, if she was being honest with herself, she wanted ALL of those. But that would be rude wouldn’t it? So Moondancer continued to eat at her normal pace, keeping an eye on those brownies and letting those few attentive ponies grab one or two before they would make their ultimate disappearance.

 

Her patience finally wore out; she needed those brownies! Slowly waddling her way across the room, because yes she officially waddled when she walked now, she approached her goal, simply ignoring anypony that might bounce off of her corpulent form as she pushed through the crowd.

 

Having finally reached her goal, Moondancer quickly scanned the room. Nopony was paying attention to her, perfect! With a mischievous smile, her horn lit up and she disappeared with a soft ‘pop!’, only to reappear underneath the table, hidden out of sight by the draped tablecloth.

Another ‘pop!’, and the tray of brownies appeared right next to her. Under normal circumstances, her magic might have been heard by anypony near enough, but over the blasting music it was downright impossible.

 

Moondancer giggled gleefully as she stuffed the first brownie in her mouth, moaning happily as its moist, decadent flavor washed over her tongue. Quickly finishing that one, she moved on to the next. Her belly, already quite full, began to gurgle softly in annoyance, but only to be ignored. With the party raging around her, Moondancer allowed herself to eat to her heart’s content.

 

~~~~~

 

The party was now officially over, but Pinkie was puzzled. She had kept count of how many ponies left the building, and she was currently one short! And she never messed up her counting! So clearly that meant that somepony was still here! Pinkie grinned as she realized this. Ooh, was it hide-and-seek time? She loved that game! Quickly but quietly she began checking around the room, looking in the corners, behind the furniture, and underneath chairs.

 

After a few moments of fruitless searching, and a few more of pondering the matter with her trusty hat and bubble pipe, her ear twitchy-twitched as it picked up a soft sound… ‘guuuuurrrgllleeeeeee’. Now where had that come from? It sounded like…the snack table? Which, much to her amazement, was completely empty. That never happened! What was going on here?

 

Tip-hooving over to the source of the noise, she was soon rewarded with another: gentle snoring. Grinning ear to ear, Pinkie whipped back the tablecloth. “Gotcha!” But Moondancer didn’t hear, she was out cold. Her lips and hooves were smeared in chocolate, one of which still held one last bite of brownie. Her hugely swollen stomach, completely bared from beneath her clearly too-small sweater, pressed firmly against the table above her, just a few morsels shy of actually lifting it off the ground!

 

Pinkie grinned wider as she discovered her new friend was once again totally satisfied. Giggling softly, she slowly lugged the cumbersome unicorn out from under the table, and with a huff and a heave, slung her over her back.

 

“Whooof!” Pinkie gasped in surprise. She was a lot heavier than expected! “Gosh Moonie, you’re getting to be quite the tubby pony! Heehee!” Giggling softly, she slowly staggered upstairs to her room for another bout of warm snuggles.

 

She loved her new plushbuddy!

 

~~~~~

 

Another month passed, and Moondancer’s habits continued unchanged. She would regularly come to Pinkie’s parties, as often as she could, and she was having a blast. Her social life was back on track and everything was looking up for her. The rejection from her past was all but forgotten. Life was fun again!

 

It was also being more and more difficult, however. Walking even short distances would leave the unicorn tired, and she’d even gotten stuck in a hooffull of doorways! By now, she was undeniably an obese pony.

 

Her bulging stomach hung almost to the ground, its soft rolls billowing out and against her thickened, pudgy legs. Her cheeks were round and cherubic, her neck thick with at least five rolls, and her chest was plush with extra flab. Her rump had absolutely exploded in size, thick wobbling haunches that reached almost over her head softly swaying and jiggling as she plodded along, her cutie marks still visible from the front thanks to their position at the thickest point of her body.

 

And as for her appetite? Moondancer had to eat almost constantly nowadays to keep her ceaselessly groaning, rumbling tummy satisfied. Only when she found herself at Pinkie’s parties did she find she was truly able to eat to her satisfaction.

 

It was after one such party that she found herself gleefully polishing off the last of the snacks, her appetite now so huge she could eat nonstop all throughout the party and still be able to fit more by the time it ended. Everypony else had gone home, and Pinkie was cleaning up in the kitchen, leaving Moondancer free to finish off everything that remained.

 

She sighed happily as she gulped the last mouthful of chocolate cake, regrettably the only thing left to eat in the entire room. Behind her, she heard Pinkie Pie trotting up to her. “Wow, Moonie! You really can eat these days! There’s nothing left!” If Pinkie bore any ill will at that fact, her tone of voice sure didn’t show it. Moondancer turned around to see Pinkie’s typically grinning face taking in the sight of all the plates and trays and bowls and tins, all of which licked completely clean.

 

Moondancer chuckled slightly at that, her cheeks flushing as she actually felt a small bit of embarrassment at how much of a pig she could be when she really wanted. “Ehehe…yeah…” She sighed and slowly began to rotate her ponderous form towards the doorway. With nothing left to eat, she supposed it was time to go home. “Well, I guess it’s time for me to go then. Thanks for another great party, Pinkie,” she said with a smile, her adorably chubby face making her look extra grateful.

 

As she turned to leave, her stomach rumbled again. Moondancer blushed and laughed nervously again. “Heh…guess I might need to make a stop or five for food before heading home…”

 

Pinkie grinned mischievously as she clopped her forehooves together. “Wweeeeelllll…”

 

Moondancer’s ears perked and she turned to look at Pinkie expectantly. “…Are you saying there’s more?”

 

“I could be,” she replied smugly and headed for the kitchen. Even just the chance for more delicious food was enough to have Moondancer plodding heavily behind her, the floor shaking ever so slightly with each heavy hooffall.

 

As she entered the kitchen, she stopped to gawk at the veritable bounty laid out before her. She began to drool uncontrollably as she took in just how much food there was. Pinkie was standing right before her, grinning saucily. “I may have…appropriated some additional supplies,” she said teasingly. “Would you like some?”

 

Moondancer’s stomach roared in response, though neither pony was entirely certain whether it was from hunger or fullness. But they also didn’t particularly care, they both knew what they wanted.

 

“Well, since you’re offering…” Moondancer replied slyly, shuffling forward a few more steps. “I’d love some.”

 

FIN