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[RP] A Day in the Life

By LurkerTurnedNewbie
Created: 6th May 2021 09:14:52 AM
Modified: 6th May 2021 09:42:12 AM
mane six CMC OC blazing spark trixie harem stuffing obesity feeding nsfw

  1. Blazing played by his owner.
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  5. A gentle hum resonated from outside the large cloud manor near the outskirts of Cloudsdale as the pegasus had been steadily making his way back. He hoped his girls had gotten things prepared for his return, and that they remembered what he wanted to see as Blazing Spark steadily opened the door with a gentle smile upon his face, wanting to see if the girls were prepared for him to issue commands to them like he usually did. 'I hope those girls got the chores done during my trot around town...' he thought to himself.
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  7. Inside was a bustle of activity. A dozen or so mares scurried about inside the expansive cloud manor, eager to clean this and dust that and straighten this and generally ensure everything was just perfect! That was how the master liked things, after all, and anything the master liked they all adored as well. It was Pinkie that gave them their initial warning. "Hmm, twitchy tail, scratchy nose, wiggly bottom? That can only mean one thing! Girls, he's home!!" That immediately got everypony's attention as they all hastened to finish whatever final task they were working on, nearly tripping over each other in their mad dashing about. One by one they hurried into the foyer to stand attentively and greet their master. Rarity grumbled under her breath as she tried to adjust her too-small uniform to fit better before the sound of a doorknob turning had her straighten up and smile. They all waited eagerly as the door swung open...
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  9. The gentle lighting of the manor shined against his golden coat as he entered the foyer with a warm smile upon his face. He couldn't wait to see the group lined up to greet and indulge him for the moment! "Oooooh, girls~! Guess who's come to share some more of his love and affection~?" he called out in a questioning tone, awaiting their response in unison, while he knew their uniforms were a bit too small on them, just how he loved it with how much it showed off their frames.
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  11. "Welcome home, master!" the congregated girls cheered as the master entered the building. Each of them wore a happy smile that almost hid the spark of eagerness deep in every pair of eyes fixated on him. Eyes that watched his every move while they waited with bated breath to hear what he might ask of them...
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  13. Blazing hummed a gentle tune as he looked the group over, while they were watching his every move. "Did you girls remember to get the daily chores done like I asked of you before I left?" he asked questioningly, pacing before them with the sound of his hooves echoing slightly in the spacious foyer as he glanced at Pinkie. "And you remembered to give everypony a large breakfast, correct hun?"
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  15. "Yes, master!" they all responded in unison. But then each and every one of them was eager to report on what it was they had done, all seeking the master's approval and attention.
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  17. "I swept the entire manor!"
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  19. "I cleaned all the dishes!"
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  21. "I dusted ALL the pictures! All of them!"
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  23. "I watered the garden!"
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  25. "...meep."
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  27. "And I made pancakes!" Pinkie finished enthusiastically. "Lots and lots of pancakes!"
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  29. "Girls, girls, girls. You all should know better than this. Only speak when spoken to. I wouldn't want to punish any of you tonight," he claimed as he stepped up to Pinkie's side, pressing a hoof against her flank. "And how many of those pancakes were for just keeping you full, Piggy~?" he asked teasingly, knowing they all loved his teasing nicknames for them.
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  31. Almost immediately silence once again pervaded the foyer, each and every one of them silently berating themselves for losing control and speaking out of place. As for Pinkie Pie, she grinned nervously as master's attention was focused solely on her. She fought to keep her knees from shaking and her voice steady as she prepared to answer his question. "Ummm...I, uh, lost track after twenty-seven..." she admitted sheepishly. "They were just sooooo tasty!"
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  33. "I can tell that you've enjoyed them a little too much, hun. Your apron looks like it came undone after that twenty-seventh one," he claimed as he turned around to look over the others, before he swatted at her rotund flank with his tail to get a reaction out of her while he returned to his position before the group. "And possibly broke a chair or two, Piggy Pie~?"
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  35. Pinkie Pie blushed as he drew attention to her increasingly curvy body but bit her lip so as to not say anything out of place. Gosh, but he was just such a tease sometimes! Nopony said anything for the next few moments, each of the girls hoping that they can be next to receive the master's attention.
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  37. "Rainbow, Spitfire. You two come with me. Everypony else is dismissed for the time being," Blazing stated as he glanced at the duo, dismissing the others to attend to their own business, while he wanted to spend some time with the duo for a few moments just to reminisce with them for the most part.
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  39. Though everypony just barely managed to avoid sighing or speaking out with displeasure, there were many downtrodden and disgruntled faces leaving the room right then, a couple of the girls muttering to themselves under their breath. The group dispersed, some going to their quarters, some going back to work, and still others heading to the kitchens to grab a snack, eager to increase their bodies' appeal in the eyes of the master.
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  41. Two faces, however, instead wore expressions of dreamy wonderment and loving devotion, having been selected to receive personal attentions from the master. "How may we be of service, master?" the two pegasi asked dutifully, each bowing slightly to further show their appreciation.
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  43. The stallion hummed a gentle tune as he planted a kiss onto their cheeks. "Did you girls remember to squeeze into those two piece swimsuits that I got for you?" he asked questioningly, while he had grabbed at their flanks to tease them a little with how much they seemed to love and appreciate him and the attention he had chosen to give them.
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  45. Rainbow Dash smirked at the question while Spitfire seemed to grimace and blush slightly. "Of course, master~" Rainbow cooed, batting him playfully with her tail. Her expression grew even more mischievous as she glanced at the pegasus mare beside her. "Unfortunately, Spitfire here had a teensy little problem with hers..."
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  47. Spitfire's cheeks flushed even further as she elaborated. "Master is, of course, most generous and it was a truly lovely piece but, ah..." She hesitated for a moment, biting her lip as she glanced back at her rump. In her prime, the ex-Wonderbolt captain's body had been at the peak of physical performance, her form lithe and contoured for speed, her curves sleek and subtle. Once a firm and toned buttocks, now the two wobbling cheeks pushed the limits of what one might call 'ample'. She took well to her new lifestyle of indulgence and pampering, and as she had put on weight, it became exceedingly clear that Spitfire was quite the bottom-heavy mare. "This particular piece you have given me appears to have been...defective," she finished sheepishly, her wings ruffling slightly as they attempted to extend against her will.
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  49. Blazing jumped a bit as Rainbow had batted him with her tail, before he snuck a kiss onto the rainbow-maned mare's chubby cheek as he glanced towards Spitfire's ample frame that paled in comparison to her once fit, trim, and athletic lifestyle before she had agreed to let her former captain have his way with her figure. "Are you sure its defective? Or maybe the wearer is a bit too big for it with her flanks~?" he mused in a teasing tone as she was trying not to extend her wings from her sides. "Do you need my help to try and get it on properly, rookie~?" he offered in a suggestive tone, while he smacked at her backside to taunt her a little more.
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  51. By this point, the combination of teasing, arousal, and shameful embarrassment had Spitfire flushing redder than a tomato. Rainbow snickered at her ex-captain's predicament from Blazing's other side, where she was pressed up against him while nuzzling his neck lovingly. "Uhm, ahaha...s-so it would seem Master..." The normally stoic mare barely managed to respond, her composure right on the cusp of breaking down completely. Though she was no longer fit and famous, she was still a proud and confident mare, and even with her new servile ways she enjoyed keeping an air of aloofness about her at all times, acting like she was still in total control of her life despite that not being true at all.
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  53. Blazing hummed a gentle tune aloud as Rainbow had been nuzzling his neck, while he swatted her flank in return for the prior batting she gave him. "Rainbow, hun? Would you like to help me get Spitfire's outfit on properly~?" he asked questioningly as he placed a kiss on her chubby cheek, glancing between the duo at his sides as best as he physically could, while he grasped at Spitfire's backside with one of his hooves to taunt her even further about her recent life of luxury and pampering.
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  55. Rainbow giggled mischievously before replying. "I'd love to Master, but I hope you've got an extra lying around..." She snickered again at the death glare currently being aimed at her by the fiery orange mare, but was undeterred. "...Cuz the first one's not going on anypony's flank anytime soon!" Rainbow laughed uproariously while Spitfire sighed in embarrassed defeat, her head lowering and ears splaying as she blushed harder than ever.
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  57. He hummed lightly as he motioned for the duo to follow him towards the changing room. "Maybe if one of you girls behave, I may pick one of you to snuggle with me tonight~," he mused in an attempt to entice them to be on their best behavior for him. "Or maybe I should have Pinkie hold another eating contest to see who can out-eat the others again~?" he added teasingly to remind them of the last contest's result.
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  59. Two sets of ears perked up immediately at the thought of having the Master's affections all for themselves that night, and two tails began flicking about in excitement. "But of course, Master! I'll do anything you ask without hesitation! You can count on me!" Rainbow Dash boasted pridefully, eager to please and confident in her abilities as always.
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  61. But the mare on Blazing's other side had something to say about that. "Master knows that I'm always on my best behavior," Spitfire cooed seductively. "And anything you ask her to do, I guarantee I can do it better." Rainbow growled at that, and the two mares glared at each other so intensely one could almost see the air between them shimmer with fiery intensity.
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  63. "Let's get you dressed first, Chubfire~," he teased once more with a quick smack of her backside to get a reaction out of her, while he couldn't wait to decide on who got to spend the night with him in his private quarters, considering how the two mares at his sides were intent on proving who was more worthy between just them, blatantly excluding the others that they had to compete with.
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  65. To her credit, Spitfire was still a clever mare and knew that with all the teasing she'd been getting it was only a matter of time before her ample cheeks would receive a swat or two. Still, she only barely managed to suppress her surprised yelp enough to make it sound instead like a sensual moan, biting her lip as her wings trembled yet again. "Oooh, I can't wait, Master!" she called excitedly as she followed after him, smirking at the irritated huff she heard come from behind.
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  67. He snickered a bit, whistling for Dash to pick up the pace if she wanted a chance to have some well-needed alone time with him as Spitfire stayed at his side. "I'm sure both of you can't wait, but I'll save that announcement for later once I check on everypony else," he remarked as he snuck a kiss onto Spitfire's cheek to get another similar reaction out of her, taking note that her wings were trembling from the previous smack of her hindquarters.
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  69. Both mares' expressions faltered a bit. "E-Everypony else...?" Rainbow Dash trailed off, grimacing as she realized she might have to compete with more than just Spitfire, who was likewise looking less than thrilled. But she quickly shook her head and returned a smile to her face, albeit one that looked slightly forced. "O-Of course! Master knows best as always...and I know he'll come back looking for the best to keep him company," she added, shooting him the smokiest bedroom eyes she could muster. Spitfire simply rolled her eyes at Dash's antics. There would be a time to make the push for his attention, and this was not that time.
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  71. "Flattery will get you places, but I'll make my decision in time, so the only thing you girls can do is try to impress me the most," Blazing retorted as their expressions had faltered ever so slightly, before they had reached the changing room after a short stroll down the hallway as he entered the room ahead of them, while trying to hide the faint shade of crimson that crossed his face from the bedroom eyes that the rainbow-maned mare had shot him.
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  73. "Sure, sure," Rainbow replied coolly. "Gotta be fair and all, I get it." She smirked once more and lowered her voice to a sultry purr. "But I've been working on a few new tricks that I'm sure you wouldn't wanna miss..." At that, Spitfire facehooved. Rainbow Dash was pouring it on thick and heavy, and was doing a pretty darned good job of it too, if she was honest with herself, but she knew her chance was still ahead of her. All she had to do was time it right...
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  75. "Sure you do, Dasher. If you're even able to get off the ground to perform them if I pick you," he stated in return, while he motioned for the duo to enter the room, but maybe not at the same time as he wanted to get the fiery Spitfire into her uniform, despite the fact that the doorway was only wide enough for one of them to pass through at a time.
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  77. Rainbow frowned at that while Spitfire tried desperately not to laugh, stifling her chuckling with a forehoof before gleefully following into the changing room. She wasn't sure if Blazing was messing with her on purpose or not, but either way seeing her get shut down like that was pretty entertaining. Rainbow heaved a sigh and scowled at the admittedly alluring rump swaying and jiggling before her, its owner filled with merriment. "I meant in bed, you dork," she muttered under her breath before shaking her head and dutifully trotting after them.
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  79. Blazing hummed a gentle tune aloud for them to hear as he guided Spitfire towards the closet to search for an extra two piece to help her squeeze into with Rainbow's assistance. "Hopefully this one will last more than a few minutes on your rear end, Spits," he commented with another *thwack!* of her rear end with his tail.
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  81. Spitfire flushed and coughed nervously at that, but managed a response nonetheless. "I certainly hope so too, Master...I would love for you to see it properly."
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  83. Rainbow piped up from across the room. "Hope you got a bigger size, Master, or else all you're gonna get is a show!" She cackled gleefully to herself at the older mare's expense, earning another heated glare in the process.
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  85. "Just remember that you're helping get her dressed, Rainbow," he retorted in response to the rainbow-maned mare's comment about Spitfire's frame as they were fighting over him again. "Can the two of you go at least a few minutes without trying to fight over me?" he asked questioningly, while he was continuing to rummage through the closet, before he had picked up a yellow and blue two piece that exactly resembled a Wonderbolts uniform.
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  87. "Sorry, Master," Rainbow hastily replied, eager as ever to keep herself in his good graces. "Of course I'll help Spitfire with her outfit, Master. It would be my pleasure." Spitfire cocked an eyebrow, noticing the ever slight pause before the word 'pleasure' but didn't pay it any further mind. She needed to stay focused on the prize, not the competition. Just like in the races she used to compete in...
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  89. Turning to see what he had selected Spitfire looked it over approvingly. "A most fitting piece, Master," she commented. "I love the colors, reminds me of the good ol' days..."
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  91. "Oh, I remember those days when you were just a chubby filly in the old rookie's uniform, Spits," he chimed with a gentle sigh as he ran a hoof through her mane, paying little attention to Rainbow's words, while he tossed the two piece towards Rainbow. "I'm sure you remember that day even better than I do, hun."
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  93. Spitfire flushed at his relentless teasing, and not without a small bit of anger, which she quickly fought to suppress as she had quickly learned to do in his presence. Sure she was plenty chubby now, if not downright fat, but back then she was in great shape! The pinnacle of athletic performance! She knew he was just trying to ruffle her feathers, and boy was it ever working! "You and I seem to have very different memories of that day, Master," she sniped back, giving him a bemused smirk to take the edge off, before turning to Rainbow Dash. "Well, cadet? You just gonna stand there slack-jawed or are you gonna do what you've been asked?" She turned and shook her prodigous rump at her to emphasize her point.
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  95. Blazing merely shrugged as he glanced between the duo, while Spitfire was shaking her titanic posterior at Rainbow. "I'm pretty sure you used to be chubby as a little filly," he claimed, running a hoof through her mane, motioning for Rainbow to get to the job that she was assigned for the moment. "Come on, Dasher. Don't keep her waiting, unless you'd want to be knocked off the list of getting a chance to snuggle with me," he added as an incentive for the rainbow-maned mare to try and impress him.
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  97. Rainbow Dash snorted in frustration, berating herself for letting her concentration slip. "O-Of course, Master," she meekly replied, before turning and giving the large yellow rump before her a firm smack with her wing. "Alright, fatass, let's get started," she teased, before walking around to Spitfire's front, the upper piece of swimwear clutched by her wings. "Might as well start with the easy part, hehe..."
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  99. Spitfire, for her part, scowled at Dash in disapproval but chose not to give her the satisfaction of a snarky response. The ex-speedster still chuckled heartily to herself but that was nothing new. She stepped her forehooves into the garment, and Dash swiftly pulled it up and over her head and shoulders before letting it slide into place with a satisfying *slap!* "One down, one to go," the cheeky pegasus said, still with her trademark smirk firmly planted on her muzzle.
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  101. Blazing hummed softly to himself as he watched the duo do as he had asked of them, while he was observing the display from the two of them. "Now comes the hard part for both of you, if you can try and get the bottoms past her titanic backside~," he mused tauntingly, knowing how round Spitfire's flanks and rear had gotten from his pampering, considering she had to outweigh Rainbow by a couple pounds if they could see the scales.
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  103. Rainbow tsked in agreement as she trotted back to Spitfire's rear. Though it may have looked like a good fit with a cursory glance, closer inspection revealed that the upper piece was digging into her flesh quite a bit. Her soft chest pooled at the edges slightly, while the back was bunched up on her first roll of fat. She squirmed slightly in discomfort, wishing that it wasn't quite such a tight fit. And she was only haflway done! This better end with cuddles!
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  105. "Alright, here goes nothing," Rainbow said uncertainly, glancing back and forth between the entirely too-small looking bottom piece and Spitfire's absurdly oversized bottom. "Gimme a hoof, lardbutt," Rainbow taunted, earning an indignant huff from its owner but she nonetheless raised one of her back hooves obediently, the wobbling, jiggling pile of flesh above it providing quite the mesmerizing show. With both legs through the leg holes, Rainbow began tugging upwards, making good progress until it snagged about halfway up her thighs. With a grunt of exertion, Rainbow tugged harder, slowly but surely getting the overstretched garment to inch higher and higher ever so slowly, Spitfire's wings fluttering insistently as the sensation of her butt getting squeezed drove her arousal even higher.
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  107. The swimsuit dug deeper and deeper into Spitfire's copious rump as it was tugged higher and higher, beads of sweat forming on Rainbow's forehead as the ex-athlete strained herself more than she had become recently accustomed to. Finally she relented, panting slightly with exertion as the swimsuit had finally reached a loose defintion of what one might consider 'on'.  The straps strained audibly trying to contain all that wobbling yellow flesh, cleanly bisecting her slightly faded cutie marks, the entire piece buried at least an inch deep in her rump flesh everywhere one looked. Her tail flicked about in agitation above, not even close to finding the tailhole as it still sat well above the waistband. "Well...it's, uh...on?" Rainbow questioned, not sounding particularly convinced.
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  109. Blazing simply snickered lightly at their attempt at getting the fiery-maned mare dressed in the absurdly tiny two piece outfit that was tightly digging into Spitfire's supple and ample curves with how much it showed off and sank into her softness, while he glanced between the doughy duo with a soft smirk upon his muzzle, before he smacked their prodigious posteriors to get them to jump. "You two are free to go now, but I'm still going to think long and hard on who'll get to spend the entire night alone with me in my private quarters," he mused as he snuck a kiss onto their cheeks to try and get them riled up in anticipation for his final decision.
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  111. No sooner than Blazing had left the room, Spitfire turned and fixed her compatriot with a steely glare. "Way to go, Crash. Your lack of enthusiasm made him leave!"
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  113. Rainbow did a double take before stalking over, her wings fully outstretched so as to look more intimidating. "MY enthusiasm?! As if! Maybe if you weren't so boring with that huge ass of yours he'd be more interested!"
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  115. Spitfire snarled in response, her legendary temper now well and truly stoked. "Why you little-!" With a grunt of exertion, she lunged at the other mare, who rose up to meet her. The two put on quite the jiggling, wobbling show as they mashed their chests and foreheads together, grappling with each others' forehooves in an attempt to gain control. Wings flapped wildly as they stumbled and staggered about the room, the balance of battle shifting frequently and ceaselessly.
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  117. Both mares' movements came to an abrupt halt as a new noise sounded out, loud and clear... RRRRRIIIIIPPP!! Both mares froze, their wide-eyed gazes fixated on Spitfire's softly wobbling rump cheeks, the previously constricting garment no where to be seen. "...Oops."
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  121. His ears twitched after he left the duo to themselves in the changing room as he snickered once more, before he began to make his way towards the manor's colossal wardrobe, hoping that he would find the fashionista surveying the available uniforms that were offered, even if none of them were big enough for her titanic frame without showing off and revealing far too much fur than one would be comfortable with exposing in such an undersized article of clothing.
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  123. Rarity hummed a lively tune to herself as she gracefully made her way around the wardrobe, checking measurements on outfits, looking for popped seams or buttons, and just generally making sure everypony in the house had a way to look simply fabulous at a moment's notice! Caught up in her happy little mood, she 'gracefully' bumped into a clothesrack with her enormously expansive rear end, causing the pearly white mare to pause and flush slightly in embarrassment. Sure, Rarity liked to think that she was still lithe and graceful, but the truth was...she really wasn't. Rarity huffed to herself in irritation as she glanced over her shoulder at the primary culprit for her 'fall from grace': her rump.
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  125. Wide enough that it was starting to brush against doorways when she crossed through (again!!) and taller than the top of her mane, the two wobbling marshmallows attached to her bottom made her movements weighty and ponderous, much to her disdain. Oh, how she had been mortified the day she'd discovered her cutie marks were visible from the front! At least Blazing liked her colossal cheeks, so there was a bit of a silver lining to be had, she mused.
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  127. The stallion smiled softly as he spotted the pearly white flanks of the clothing designer, before he silently snuck up on her as her rear end blocked most of her view from behind without having to fully turn around as Blazing wanted to surprise her with his appearance to see how flustered she would react upon contact. It was no lie that he simply adored how massive her flanks had gotten from his encouragement, especially with how wide and distorted her cutie marks had gotten from her newfound gains.
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  129. Now feeling more consciously a bit like a bull in a china cabinet, she resumed her rounds, her mood dampened somewhat but ultimately still glad that she could pursue her passion at any size. But by Celestia! Since when did this become such a workout?! Her rear legs trembled slightly, struggling to keep up the immense weight piled upon them, beginning to burn slightly as if she were exercising. Sweat began beading on her forehead as she suddenly realized how warm it was in here...and she oh so desperately wished to sit down and rest, but she knew that if she did there was a good chance she wouldn't be able to get back up! It had been thoroughly embarrassing the first time she'd discovered she was unable to rise to her hooves under her own power...it was an event that to this day she swore she'd never speak of again.
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  131. He carefully followed after her with a coy smirk as he watched her rear end bounce and wobble with each laborious step, before he had proceeded to grab and firmly grope her titanic flanks in his hooves with her sweaty frame starting to shine in the bright lights of the massive wardrobe. "Lookin' great from back here, Raritubby~," he mused in a teasing tone, even though she was beyond just tubby and flat-out obese, almost bordering on morbidly obese for a full grown mare.
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  133. "Wahahaaa!" Rarity squealed in surprise as the sudden voice and groping of her flanks caught her completely off guard. Despite herself, her cheeks flushed even further, partially with indignance and partially with arousal, the pet name for her causing her legs to tremble even harder, to the point where they could no longer keep the weight above at bay! With a fairly loud *THUMP!* her rear legs gave out completely, her enormous rear crashing to the floor in a wobbling wave of white booty. The impact rattled the clothes hangers and could probably be heard throughout a good portion of the house, although such occurrences were becoming increasingly frequent.
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  135. "Daa-ha-ha-haarliiiing!" she called, chuckling nervously as she tried to regain control of her body and mind. "I d-didn't see you there! Ahaha...what...what can I do for you dear...?" she trailed off uncertainly, still trying to see his alluring form behind her, but alas her view was completely blocked by her enormous rump! But while she couldn't see him, she could definitely feel him...oh, yes...
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  137. She was met with the sound of silence, and the feeling of something squirming beneath her titanic frame, while it was trying to pull itself out from the dark cavern beneath her massive belly as it looked like she had accidentally sat on him from her hind legs being unable to hold her posterior much longer from his teasing pet name for her in combination to him being a bit more hooves-on with the fashionista's explicitly corpulent figure. The large quake of her frame hitting the floor had sent a shockwave throughout half of the manor, and was sure to attract attention from anyone that tried to find out what had caused the massive quake.
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  139. Rarity looked down, only to see her own pillowy chest and fat-swaddled forelegs, but sure enough, her body was quivering and wobbling slightly...and not from her own movements. Easily overlooked by her jaw-droppingly huge rump, Rarity had also developed quite the belly! The round, jiggly gut reached past her knees in its quest to eventually meet the floor, and preventing her from ever bringing her legs too close together, causing her to perpetually stand and move about in an exaggerated wide-legged fashion. And sure enough, it would seem that her darling Blazing was getting an up close and personal visit with said belly! Rarity squirmed and wiggled slightly, trying to shift her immense weight off of him but ultimately not having much success.
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  141. Her ears perked up as audible thumps and muffled shouts could be heard in the distance, steadily growing louder as they approached. Rarity struggled even more frantically, not wanting any of the other mares to see her in such a compromising position...again.
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  143. Blazing continued to squirm beneath the well-upholstered unicorn's monumentous figure, while Rarity was trying her hardest to try and shift her titanic frame off of him to no avail as the pegasus stallion was pinned beneath the massive mare's frame, unable to get himself freed from the soft and warm prison that he was now surrounded by.
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  145. Rarity huffed and puffed, strained and stretched, wheezed and whined...but still made no progress in getting her copious bulk moved anywhere fast. Her horn sputtered out weakly, as she had even tried to use her own magic to move her hefty frame, but to no avail. She sighed in defeat as the thumping and voices grew louder, clearly drawn to the commotion caused by her inadvertent collapse. Her heart sank even lower, however, as she was able to recognize the voices coming closer. It was her little sister and her friends!
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  147. "Ah think Ah heard it come from over he-OOF!" The young apple mare's sentence was abruptly cut off by a pair of strained grunts and the slight creaking of wood. Glancing over her shoulder at the entrance to the wardrobe, Rarity was greeted by a rather humorous sight: Apple Bloom and Scootaloo were wedged in the doorway, side by side! Like her sister, Apple Bloom had hips that could kill, her rear end just as large and bulbous as Applejack's...but what she lacked in muscle she made up for in fat, her rump considerably wobblier and squishier than her older sister's.
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  149. As for Scootaloo? The small pegasus packed it almost all in her bulging belly, her stomach well and truly stretched from her competitive nature that she had recently fixated on food. "Uhhf...Apple Bloom! I was supposed to-uh!-go first!" she complained as her prodigious gut combined with her friend's bodacious backside prevented the two young mares from entering the room, no matter how much they squirmed and struggled and pulled to get free.
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  151. But where was Sweetie Belle...? Oh, there she was...looking thoroughly out of breath and exhausted, her mane matted to her forehead in sweat and her breath coming in ragged, wheezing gasps as she leaned against her stuck friends in an effort to catch her breath. Among the three, Sweetie Belle was inarguably the biggest one, and while her rump was not as large as Apple Bloom's nor her belly as big as Scootaloo's, she was a close second in both categories. It seemed the Belle family took quite well to the indulgent life of sweets and decadence. "Huff...puff...'kay guys...'m here...what are we...wha...huh...?" she trailed off in confusion as she took in the sight before her, not initially realizing her two friends were stuck fast!
  152.  
  153. There still didn't seem to be much room for the stallion to move as his golden coat was nearly masked beneath Rarity's colossal frame, while his red tail was easy to distinguish against the unicorn's pristinely pearly white coat for the trio to see upon reaching the doorway into the massive wardrobe closet.
  154.  
  155. The three young mares paused, their eyes going wide as the situation dawned on them. There was no mistaking that flaming red tail! Apple Bloom and Scootaloo immediately resumed their efforts to break free of the accursed doorway, now with even more vigor and purpose, while Sweetie Belle stood and stared, still panting, realizing how enormous her 'big' sister had actually become. "Urrrgh! Uhh...hold on Master! Hnnngh! We're-ow! Scoots!-we're comin'! Oof!" Apple Bloom strained and grunted, her face turning red with exertion as she pushed with all her might against the doorframe, but with her rear suspended in the air like it was her main source of leverage was useless!
  156.  
  157. Scootaloo was not faring any better, baring her teeth while her wings fluttered at full speed in an attempt to wrestle free. "Ugh! Rarity! Why did you sit on the Master?! Hrrrnngghf! Get off before you hurt him!" she snarled, her frustration at her predicament seeping into her voice.
  158.  
  159. Rarity scoffed at the accusation, fanning herself with a hoof as she replied. "Darling, I assure you I did not sit on the Master...at least not on purpose," she murmured softly. "Really it's his own fault anyways! I didn't see him come in and you can't just frighten a lady like that! Especially not one of my...ample proportions. And trust me, I'd love to move if I could but, ah...I...er, that is to say...I can't...haha..." she trailed off, laughing nervously as the stallion beneath her squirmed yet again.
  160.  
  161. Blazing's tail continued to flail from side to side, almost as if he was trying to tickle the pearly white-coated unicorn from the underside, while his grunts were muffled from the supple amounts of fat that surrounded him on all sides for the most part as he could just barely hear Apple Bloom and Scootaloo's grunts from his predicament underneath Rarity's corpulent mass, even if it was his fault to why he had gotten himself into such a mess.
  162.  
  163. Scootaloo continued to thrash and grunt, her bulbous belly squishing and molding against her friend as she continued to struggle free. A soft gurgling, glunking noise could be heard from deep within as she continued to stir up the contents of her stomach more and more. Apple Bloom, on the other hand, collapsed in a huff, her face bright red and mane matted with sweat, puffy chest heaving up and down as she attempted to catch her breath. Finally feeling some wind coming back to her, she craned her neck around to look at her puffy marshmallow friend behind them, still panting from their previous run.
  164.  
  165. "Sweetie Belle!" Apple Bloom called, the white unicorn's attention perking up at the sound of her name. "Ya gotta help us out, Master's dependin' on us! C'mon, start pushin'!"
  166.  
  167. Sweetie Belle did a double take as she looked between her two stuck friends before replying. "M-Me? What can I do? I'm not nearly strong enough!" she protested, her hooves pawing at her doughy belly unconsciously.
  168.  
  169. Apple Bloom sighed before replying. "Well we won't know til ya try, will we? C'mon, ya got any better ideas? Master's dependin' on us!"
  170.  
  171. Biting her lip nervously, Sweetie's eyes darted hither and thither as she racked her brain, but she came up with nothing. "O-Okay, I'll try!" With a grunt of exertion, she hoisted herself onto her hooves and started to push, one hoof on Scootaloo's grumbling belly and another on Apple Bloom's rippling rump.
  172.  
  173. 'Come on girls, I can't stay under here forever...' Blazing thought to himself as he could just barely hear the commotion that was going on behind him as he continued to squirm as best as he could to try and make some effort to get out from the flabby prison he had sentenced himself to.
  174.  
  175. "Oooof, careful Sweetie Belle..." Scootaloo groaned as she felt a hoof digging painfully into her swollen tummy, her previous furious struggling stopping almost immediately as her stomach gurgled once again, an uncomfortable look flashing over her face. "Ugh...don't feel so hot..."
  176.  
  177. Apple Bloom, oblivious to her compatriot's plight, had her attention focused solely on Sweetie's efforts. "No, no, no, Sweetie Belle, not like that! Ya gotta put yer weight into it! Really give it a good ol' shove!"
  178.  
  179. Sweetie Belle relented, already slightly winded from even that pitiful effort. "*Huff*...sorry, Apple...*puff*...Bloom, I'm doing...*hah*...my best! I dunno...*pant*...what you want me...*huff*...to do better!"
  180.  
  181. Apple Bloom thought for a moment, hoof on her chin as she tried to come up with a better way to convey her idea to her friend. "Ah know!" she exclaimed, her face lighting up. "Take a runnin' start Sweetie Belle! That will help for sure!"
  182.  
  183. The young unicorn did not look particularly enthused about that idea. "You want me to...*pant*...run? Really?" she whined between breaths, pouting at her friend as she realized the wisdom of her suggestion, but she sure didn't have to like it!
  184.  
  185. "C'mon, Sweetie Belle, yer our only chance! Do it fer the Master, Ah'm sure he'll be awful grateful fer yer help!" Apple Bloom cajoled, trying anything she could think of to get her weighty friend to help out. Sweetie still looked unsure, but began taking wobbling steps backwards nonetheless.
  186.  
  187. The stallion's tail continued to shift around against Rarity's massive figure, while the trio were still trying to get through the door to try and save him from the confines of Sweetie Belle's older sister's backside.
  188.  
  189. Sweetie Belle backed up until her soft, jiggling rump made contact with the wall behind her, making her look back and blush a bit at how much sooner she'd hit it than expected. Taking a few deep breaths, she looked unsurely at her stuck friends as her legs began to bend in preparation. "Alright, here goes nothing..." she remarked uncertainly, but determined to do her best for both her friends and the Master!
  190.  
  191. "Yeah! You can do it, Sweetie Belle! I believe in ya! Right, Scoots?" the young apple mare remarked to her equally stuck compatriot, but did not get a response. Scootaloo was looking rather out of it at the moment, not paying much attention to the events going on around her, a small grimace of pain gracing her chubby features. But before Apple Bloom could ask her about it, the floor shook softly, and then again, and then again...Sweetie Belle was beginning her charge! Each hooffall shook the floorboards slightly as all her not insignificant weight fell onto one hoof at a time as she lumbered forwards as fast as she could, huffing and puffing for breath, her chest, belly, and rump all undulating and flailing wildly with her movements.
  192.  
  193. Even with her relctance to the plan, she managed to pick up a decent amount of speed...and was totally unable to stop of her own power. Grimacing and bracing for impact, Sweetie Belle threw herself at her friends with as much force as she could muster. The doorframe shuddered and moaned as she made impact, the unmistakable sound of wood splintering heard by all as the Sweetie Train ran into a thick, doughy wall. "Oof!" she grunted as she shoulder checked the orange belly before her, her lower half continuing to move with her momentum and crashing into Apple Bloom's substantial rump.
  194.  
  195. Apple Bloom took the impact like the stubborn pony she was but Scootaloo looked seriously uncomfortable, her cheeks puffing out as a nauseated look flicked across her face. Swallowing hard, she turned and grumbled at her unicorn friend. "Owwww, Sweetie Belle! What are you-*urp!*-doing?!"
  196.  
  197. Sweetie Belle looked up at the mention of her name with a rather dazed look on her face. "*Huff*...whoo...'Kay...did I...do it?" she huffed out, seriously hoping that was the last time she'd have to do something like that...well, ever if she was completely honest. Running was way too much work!
  198.  
  199. Apple Bloom wiggled her hips to see if she could wiggle free yet, and while she did have more freedom of movement than she did before, her rump was still firmly wedged between the wall and Scootaloo's increasingly vocal belly, the young pegasus' forehooves roaming its expansive surface swiftly, desperate to soothe the rising tensions she felt within.
  200.  
  201. "Ah think that helped, but ya might have ta give it another go!" Apple Bloom cheered on from her position, trying to encourage her obese friend as much as possible. Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo both groaned at that, albeit for different reasons. Nonetheless, after a brief break Sweetie Belle picked herself back up and waddled back towards the far wall again, looking even more tired and sweaty than she did before.
  202.  
  203. Blazing could've sworn he had felt some sort of rumble throughout the floor, unaware of what the trio had been doing as the tremors had gotten worse, before they had come to a halt, leaving him to try and figure out what was happening behind him and Rarity's titanic frame around him as he could barely make out what the other three had been saying with how muffled they were from Rarity's frame blocking out most noise that wasn't overpowered by her gut.
  204.  
  205. Sweetie Belle pressed her rump against the wall again, her chest heaving as she panted for breath, preparing for another reckless charge at her stuck-fast friends. "Just...*whoof!*...a few moments longer...that's all...yeah..." she murmured to herself between heaving lungfuls of air.
  206.  
  207. "C'mon, Sweetie Belle, ya got this! One more should do it Ah think!" Apple Bloom cheered from her spot in the doorway, giving the stuck pegasus beside her a sharp jab with her elbow to get her attention. "Scoots, help us out here! She's almost got us!" she said, irritated at her other friend's seeming complete lack of interest in the situation unfolding around them.
  208.  
  209. "Oooooggh..." Scootaloo moaned sickly, her tongue hanging out of her mouth as she wrapped her forehooves around as much of her expansive belly as she could. "Ooof, my tummy huuuuurts..." she whined, hiccuping and belching periodically as the liquid morass in her stomach continued to seethe and bubble uncontrollably.
  210.  
  211. Her head shot up, however, when she felt the floor begin to tremble and shake once again. Turning around, she gaped wide-eyed as she watched Sweetie Belle's corpulent form barrel towards them once again. Her cheeks puffed out as she began to panic. "W-Wait! Swee-*urp!*-uuugh...Sweetie Belle d-don't! I-I'm gonna...I'm gonna...*HURRK!*"
  212.  
  213. Sweetie wouldn't have been able to obey Scootaloo's wishes even if she wanted to; momentum had well and truly taken over. Squeezing her eyes shut she once again slammed her doughy mass of a body into her two friends. Scootaloo's eyes and cheeks bulged, her forehooves flying to her mouth as she turned a sickly shade of green, her eyes watering as she struggled to keep everything in...
  214.  
  215. With a sharp, splintering *SNAP!* the doorframe gave way under the adipose onslaught, buckling to the sides and sending the three crusaders hurtling and rolling across the floor. Apple Bloom cackled with glee as she rolled right into Rarity's even more expansive bulk, the soft layers of flab providing an excellent cushion. Sweetie Belle rolled across the floor, her eyes spinning in their sockets as she finally settled on her back, temporarily rendered inert from dizziness as the room swam around her.
  216.  
  217. And as for Scootaloo, she lurched forwards at an alarming rate before coming down right on top of her thick doughball of a gut, the pressure on her roiling insides finally proving to be too much to hold back. Her eyes screwed up shut and her cheeks bulging, she had no choice but to let it all go, her mouth forcing itself open to expel what needed to come out... "*BBUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRPPPPPP!!*"
  218.  
  219. Blazing could've felt Scootaloo's rattling belch if it weren't for Rarity's ample frame wobbling around him ever so slightly as he could just barely hear the splintering snap of the wooden doorframe that had previously held two of the trio in place, while he was still in need of a rescue effort from the fashionista's corpulent mass.
  220.  
  221. The silence that followed the roaring belch was almost as deafening as everypony took a moment to process what exactly had just happened. Then the crusaders started laughing and congratulating Scoots while Rarity scoffed and muttered under her breath. Although there once was a time she would have called out such behavior as 'uncouth', as her weight had climbed so too had the volume and frequency of her...ahem, expulsions. She didn't have much room to criticize anymore. "Nice work, Sweetie Belle! Ah knew ya could do it!" Apple Bloom cheered.
  222.  
  223. From where she lay across the room there came a soft, mumbled "yaaaaaay..."
  224.  
  225. Apple Bloom and Scootaloo quickly rolled to their hooves and approached the large white mass currently trapping the poor stallion underneath. "C'mon, Scoots, I'll get this side and you get that one," Apple Bloom said as she positioned herself underneath Rarity's right buttcheek. Scootaloo nodded in affirmative and took her position under the left. Apple Bloom frowned as she looked around. "Where'd Sweetie Belle get to?"
  226.  
  227. "I'm over here," came the reply. "*Urf!* But I'm, uh...*uff!* Afraid I can't-*hnnngh!*-get up..." the unicorn responded bashfully, literally unable to roll herself onto her side, effectively pinned like an upside-down turtle by her enormous rump and belly.
  228.  
  229. Apple Bloom sighed and rolled her eyes. "Alright, sit tight, we'll git ya in a moment..." she sighed in exasperation before turning to her other mobile comrade. "On three, Scoots! One...two...three! *HHNNNGGGHH!!*" Though it took a fair amount of grunting and groaning and straining, the two young mares managed to lift Rarity's titanic rump off the ground enough to make some sizable space between her and the floor...
  230.  
  231. The lights were almost blindingly bright as Rarity's titanic frame was lifted off of him ever so slightly, before Blazing had shut his eyes and slowly began to crawl out from the underside of the oversized unicorn that had pinned him down to the floor, while his crimson mane was a ruffled mess as he had to take a moment to recollect himself once he had gotten free of the fashionista's bulky figure.
  232.  
  233. "Alright, we did it! We saved the Master!" Apple Bloom cheered happily as the stallion finally managed to free himself from beneath the oppressive mass of Rarity's ass. Looking down at his sprawled-out form, a frown creased her chubby features as she leaned down to check on him. "Uh, Master? Y'all right? Ya need anythin' from us?" The room fell quiet as everypony watched and waited to hear his response, Apple Bloom and Scootaloo hovering over him while Rarity looked back over her shoulder and Sweetie Belle from where she lay on her back.
  234.  
  235. "Other than your love and attention?" he suggested questioningly with a coy smirk upon his face as he stared up at the lights, covering his eyes, since he was going to need some time to readjust from having been trapped under Rarity's expansive mass for the past couple minutes.
  236.  
  237. All the mares in the room *d'awwww*'d at his corny sweetness, their total infatuation with him showing very clearly. "Can do!" Apple Bloom chimed happily, picking up the hapless stallion with ease and pulling him into a big squishy hug, one which Scootaloo quickly joined on the other side, effectively squishing the stallion between two soft, squishy bodies as they both nuzzled their chubby cheeks against him lovingly. Above them, Rarity *hmph*'d in slight irritation, still unable to stand on her own accord, and Sweetie Belle also voiced her protests from across the room.
  238.  
  239. "Hey, girls...forget about me?" she whined plaintively, trying yet again unsuccessfully to roll to her hooves.
  240.  
  241. Blazing merely tried to return the hug, before he placed a kiss onto Scootaloo and Apple Bloom's chubby cheeks. "You girls help our little marshmallow up, while I try and help the big one~," he mused playfully as he glanced between Sweetie and Rarity, motioning for the duo to help Sweetie Belle up from her prone position.
  242.  
  243. "Of course, Master," the two mobile Crusaders replied before trotting over to help their beached friend, Apple Bloom's jiggling rump and Scootaloo's billowing belly combining for quite the show as the two waddled away. Pushing together on one of Sweetie Belle's flanks, the group managed to flip her right-side up, the ground shaking slightly as her hefty belly came crashing down to the floor.
  244.  
  245. Rarity grinned down apologetically at the recently-rescued stallion, still feeling slightly guilty for putting him in such a position...even if it was his fault to begin with. "Daaaaaahrliiing, I trust you're alright, dear? Are you hurt? Terribly sorry about that, dear, ehehe..." she trailed off nervously, but still sounding slightly worried for his wellbeing.
  246.  
  247. "Nonsense, my dear~! It was rather enjoyable being stuck under your sheer girth like that," Blazing cheered as he peppered Rarity's cheeks with kisses, before he had taken her forelegs in his hooves. "Shall we begin with getting you up first, big girl~?" he asked with a playful wink to try and get her riled up as the others had gotten Sweetie Belle onto her hooves.
  248.  
  249. Rarity blushed deeply at his lavish attentions and barely managed to stutter out a reply: "ahaha, y-yes darling, shall we...?" Lighting up her horn, Rarity once again began the arduous process of lifting her titanic rump so she may stand on her hooves, but this time thankfully had the assistance of a strapping young stallion and with only a moderate bit of huffing and puffing and sweating and grunting finally managed to get into a standing position. "Haah...*whoof!*...th-thank you, dear...*huff*..." Rarity panted and wheezed, flushed deeply red in the face from having to exert herself to such a degree. Lifting a pudgy foreleg, she began absentmindedly pawing at her mane, which was starting to uncurl from sweat.
  250.  
  251. He snickered lightly as he ran his hooves through her mane, while she was pawing at it absentmindedly from how it was beginning to uncurl from the strenuous effort she was putting on herself, before he kissed one of her forelegs. "How about you take time to help Spitfire and Rainbow out a bit, hun? Spitfire split two more outfits that may need to be repaired," He chimed, continuing to shower her with his affection.
  252.  
  253. Rarity huffed and rolled her eyes in irritation in response to that. "Again? Really? I swear, that mare has more buttocks than brains these days..." she muttered to herself before returning her attention to the stallion before her. "Well then in that case, I'd best be off, Master. Do call if there's anything else I can do for you, dear~" she finished with a flirtatious wink before slowly turning her ponderous body about and beginning her steady lumber towards the door, her heavy breathing already audible as she exerted herself just by moving her impressive bulk about.
  254.  
  255. The Crusaders had been waiting and watching patiently until this point, and now fixed Blazing with a trio of eager smiles, each secretly hoping to be the recipient of his attentions next.
  256.  
  257. He snickered lightly as Rarity had lumbered towards the doorway, before he glanced at the trio that stared up at him. "And what can I help you three adorable fillies with~?" he asked questioningly, returning their smiles with a cheerful one of his own that could rival Cheerliee's if the hefty teacher wasn't snacking on caramel apples again.
  258.  
  259. "Oh, uh...us?" Apple Bloom piped up, glancing back and forth between her friends and him. "Uhhh..."
  260.  
  261. "We were hoping you could tell us, Master!" Scootaloo continued, taking over for her faltering friends. "We're happy to do whatever you want!"
  262.  
  263. "Yeah!" Sweetie Belle squeaked adorably, equally eager to please.
  264.  
  265. "Well, since you girls did save me from Rarity's ample frame and all, I suppose you three could try to increase your chances of getting some alone time with me tonight~," he chimed as he planted a kiss on their foreheads in an attempt to try and motivate the trio to impress him by any means.
  266.  
  267. Three sets of ears perked up at that, immediately grabbing the attention of all three young mares. Three young minds raced furiously attempting to deduce the best way to win said alone time. "Ooooh! Oh, yer too kind, Master!" Apple Bloom was the first to reply, clear excitement in her voice as she made her attempt to win his favor. "Just let me know if there's anythin' Ah can do fer ya, Master! Do some cleanin'? Run to town fer somethin'? Make ya a snack? You name it!"
  268.  
  269. "Yeah!" Sweetie Belle chimed in, not too keen on being left out of the discussion. "I've been working really hard on my magic, and have a few new things I'd love to show you," she continued, fluttering her eyes at him flirtatiously.
  270.  
  271. "Orrrr..." Scootaloo interjected, her voice a low purr as she smirked salaciously at him. "Y'know what would make a real good bed tonight...?" Without bothering to wait for an answer she smacked her voluminous belly meaningfully, a soft sloshing sound audible as her expansive gut rippled from the impact.
  272.  
  273. A faint shade of crimson crossed the stallion's face as well as a light ruffling of his wings from the offers the titanic trio had been making, while he couldn't take his eyes off of Scootaloo's expansively vast gut as it was sloshing slightly from the smack she had given it. "I-I'll think it over, but I think Cheerilee was looking for the three of you," he stammered nervously as the thoughts of what they all could do for him in private was getting him riled up.
  274.  
  275. This was, of course, met with three pouty faces but they all knew better than to disobey the Master. "Well then Ah suppose we'd best figure out where she's at," Apple Bloom sighed, disappointment written clearly on her face and laced in her words. "But ya let us know if there's anythin' we can do fer ya, won't you please, Master?" she implored cutely.
  276.  
  277. "Yeah, you know we'd love to help you with whatever you need, Master," Sweetie Belle chimed in.
  278.  
  279. "Oh yeah we would," Scootaloo added simply, giving him one last wink before turning her attention to her friends. "C'mon girls, we'd better get going..."
  280.  
  281. He took a calming breath as he glanced at the trio, before he had blown them a set of kisses and returning the wink for Scootaloo, while he went ahead of them to think on who to check up on next after that encounter with Rarity as he was brushing his mane with his forelegs to fix it after the prior stay underneath the fashionista's backside.
  282.  
  283. The group of three headed towards the door they entered from, each wrapped up in their own thoughts for the time being, wondering what they could do to further their cases and also what Cheerilee might be wanting them for. With all three of them waddling side by side by side, their total width was quite impressive, and none of them particularly noticed that even cracked and bent as it was, the doorframe was not wide enough to accommodate all three of them...
  284.  
  285. "*Oof!*"
  286.  
  287. "*Ungh!*"
  288.  
  289. "*Oww!*"
  290.  
  291. Three trains of thought were promptly derailed as the distracted trio all tried walking through the doorway at the same time, their wide hips and bellies squishing against each other until they were all, once again, stuck fast. A trio of groans could be heard as they realized what had just happened. "Cutie Mark Crusaders doorjams...yaaaaay..." they intoned dully as they waited for somepony to find them and help them out.
  292.  
  293. Blazing took a moment to collect his thoughts as the trio's grunts had caught his attention, turning back to the group as they had wedged themselves into the already busted doorway, before he had made his way towards them. "Looks like you three don't seem to realize how wide you are combined~," he mused in a teasing tone in an attempt to taunt them a bit, snickering lightly at the adorable sight right in front of his eyes.
  294.  
  295. All three heads immediately whipped around to confirm that the source of the voice was, in fact, who they thought it was, and upon establishing that this was indeed the case resulted in three sets of furiously flushing cheeks as the embarrassment at being caught in such a compromising position sank in. "Ehehehe...li'l help please?" Apple Bloom asked sheepishly, rubbing the back of her head with a forehoof.
  296.  
  297. "We, uh...weren't really paying attention..." Sweetie Belle added.
  298.  
  299. "Yeah...heh..." Scootaloo finished, avoiding eye contact as much as possible.
  300.  
  301. He merely nodded in return as he glanced across the trio. "Just let me push you three back through and then you three will have to come out one at a time," Blazing claimed as he placed his forelegs against Apple Bloom's shoulders in an attempt to shove the voluminously capacious crusaders back through the doorway in order to get them freed from their current predicament.
  302.  
  303. "Hehehe...yeah, of course," Apple Bloom stuttered nervously, her face heating up as the stallion they all pined for reared up and placed his forelegs on her shoulders. It was not lost on her how close together this brought their faces, and she fought with everything she had just to maintain steady breathing and not look too flustered. The other two looked on jealously the whole while.
  304.  
  305. A gentle smile had crossed his face as he planted his hind legs against the floor, before he had began to push against the young apple mare's shoulders with all his strength to try and push them back into the large wardrobe closet.
  306.  
  307. Apple Bloom began to pant slightly as she felt the corded muscles in his forelegs tense up as he began to shove. Despite being a pegasus, Blazing was still quite strong, and it was enough to get the young apple farmer more than a little hot and bothered.
  308.  
  309. He held his breath as he began to unfurl and flap his wings to add a bit more power to try and free the trio, while he paid little attention to the young mare's reaction to his well toned muscles pressing against her soft and fluffy frame.
  310.  
  311. Eager to not look helpless in such a situation, Apple Bloom did as much as she could to push backwards and aid his efforts, although unfortunately she could not get very much traction. "*Urgh*...c'mon girls, help us out here..." she grunted, eyes clenched and teeth grit as she struggled with everything she had.
  312.  
  313. He continued to try and push as hard as he physically could with the extra power and leverage his wings could provide him, while he glanced at Sweetie and Scootaloo with an almost icy stare to try and get them to start helping out instead of slack off if they really wanted to have a chance at spending time with him later.
  314.  
  315. Though the other two crusaders were initially unsure of what exactly they could do to help, the look that Blazing gave them sparked both their creative energies into overdrive. Sweetie Belle immediately illuminated her horn, pouring everything she could into helping pull Apple Bloom free with her magic while Scootaloo began flapping her tiny wings as furiously as she could, trying to pull herself in the opposite direction.
  316.  
  317. Blazing kept on flapping his wings as hard as he could, doing whatever minor adjustments he could in an attempt to get all three of them free. The effort he was putting himself through was starting to make him break a sweat from how tightly wedged they were in the splintered doorframe.
  318.  
  319. Eventually under the combined efforts of all four of them, the already-ruined doorframe further shattered with a loud *SNAP!!* With the doorframe now totally in pieces, the drywall and parts of the ceiling it had been supporting came crashing down as well, partially burying the four of them in chalky debris, the resulting cloud of dust causing quite a bit of hacking and coughing as the group struggled to regain their bearings.
  320.  
  321. Blazing grumbled incoherently through a coughing fit of dust that came about from the surrounding drywall and the ceiling that had fallen on top of the group, before he had to try and regather himself after the strenuous effort their combined strength had done, hoping they'd remember to go one at a time from now on as he was slightly scuffed from the debris that had resulted from the doorframe, despite how utterly destroyed it had become.
  322.  
  323. As the dust began to clear and the coughing subsided, the three mares grumbled and groaned as they pulled themselves free of the wreckage, their coats, manes, and tails covered with dust and debris. "Uhhhh...whoops..." Sweetie Belle mumbled as she took in the scene of devastation around her.
  324.  
  325. "Why does this keep happening to us...?" Scootaloo grumbled irritably, attempting to shake her mane free of drywall dust with only moderate success.
  326.  
  327. "Oooof...wha...ow, mah head..." Apple Bloom groaned half-coherently, her mind still addled from her previous arousal as well as having took a rather nasty blow to the head.
  328.  
  329. Blazing took a moment to collect himself as he carefully tried to clean his mane of any wayward debris or dust that had gotten into his crimson locks from the trio's destructive tendencies, motioning for them to try and leave the room one at a time, while he backed away from the destroyed doorway to give them as much space as possible.
  330.  
  331. Sweetie and Scootaloo cringed and grimaced at seeing his almost dismissive wave, sure that they had just significantly harmed their odds at getting him to themselves later that night. "W-We're really sorry, M-Master," Sweetie Belle apologized, looking to be just about on the verge of tears such was her distress at the situation.
  332.  
  333. "We'll clean it up right away, Master! It'll look like nothing ever happened, promise!" Scootaloo said with determination, eager to try and salvage the situation as soon as possible. For her part, Apple Bloom continued to mumble and sway, her mind still stuck way up in the clouds in some sort of lusty, hazy daydream.
  334.  
  335. "No, no. I think you girls have done enough right now. I'll see if I can get some of the others to help me repair it and maybe make it a bit wider for everypony else," he stated in return, despite their attempts to try and salvage their chances of getting him in private, while he was waiting for them to leave the area to meet up with Cheerilee.
  336.  
  337. "Right, right, of course..." Scootaloo replied sullenly, nudging her pudgy white companion in her rump. "Let's get going, Sweetie, still gotta find Cheerilee..." As Sweetie started waddling out of the room without saying a word, Scootaloo turned to her other companion who still hadn't moved all that much. "Yo, Apple Bloom...ya alright?" she asked, waving a hoof in front of her face to get her attention.
  338.  
  339. Apple Bloom jumped slightly and seemed to come out of it a little bit. "Huh? Who? Wha? Ah'm alright...jus' feelin' a bit dizzy...ehehe..." she replied sluggishly, her accent more pronounced than it usually was.
  340.  
  341. Scootaloo rolled her eyes and positioned herself behind her friend before starting to push her out the door. "C'mon, Bloom, let's get going..." she groused, but nevertheless with a slight smile on her face at her friend's silly antics. With her friends corralled, she stopped in what was left of the doorway and turned to Blazing once more. "Sorry again, Master..." she apologized, before her face took on a sultry expression. "I hope to see you soon~" she called, smacking her prodigious gut once again, sending it rippling and wobbling just as before. With one final wink, she headed after her friends.
  342.  
  343. Blazing mumbled a bit to himself as he watched the young, prodigious pegasus waddle away after Sweetie and Apple Bloom, while he stared at her ample gut as it swayed from side to side from her slap, before he turned towards the doorway as he had clapped his forehooves in an attempt to try and get some of the other girls to arrive at his beck and call if he needed any assistance.
  344.  
  345. While it was a nice thought, unfortunately this part of the house seemed to be deserted at the moment, with the only ones possibly able to hear him being the departing crusaders, and they already knew they'd been dismissed. Where would most of the girls be around this time? The kitchen would likely be a good bet...then again, the kitchen was pretty much always a good bet.
  346.  
  347. ~~~~~
  348.  
  349. The golden-coated pegasus began to make his way towards the kitchen in an attempt to get some of the girls to repair the doorway to the wardrobe closet after the recent incident from the trio's combined width and girth. 'Let's see how many of them will be stuffing their faces as usual...' he thought to himself as his hooves clicked against the stairs that led into the foyer.
  350.  
  351. As he approached the kitchen, sure enough there were tasty smells on the air and the sounds of muffled talking and eager chomping audible just around the corner. It would seem that his guess was well-founded indeed!
  352.  
  353. Blazing took a calming breath as he carefully entered the kitchen, following the various scents that flooded his senses. "Smells like my loving girls are getting something prepared in here~!" he called with a cheerful smile upon his face to see who would react to his arrival first.
  354.  
  355. As was almost always the case, Pinkie Pie was front and center in the kitchen, working on preparing something or other for the multitude of very hungry mouths inhabiting the spacious mansion. Upon noticing his arrival, she looked up with a huge, gleeful grin, but stayed where she was for the moment, her hooves busily working on preparing something or other. "Hihi Master!!" she called enthusiastically, before scooping up a nearby cupcake and jamming it into her mouth whole, not bothering to finish chewing before speaking again. "Whush bings yoo ere? Lookie for ah shnack?"
  356.  
  357. He smirked a bit as he stared at the always energetic baker mare, before he approached her side as she was snacking on the job as usual. "Other than trying to gather a small group to repair the wardrobe closet's doorway after an incident with three little fillies?" he asked in return, noting how tight the mare's apron was around her entire frame.
  358.  
  359. Always eccentric, if Pinkie Pie was at all surprised by his response she didn't show it in the slightest. Swallowing her mouthful and quickly scooping him up into a hug, she enthusiastically continued. "That's grrrreat! I'm so happy to see you!" she giggled and patted his mane as she squished his lanky form up against her plush, bulbous one. "I was just making dinner for some of the girls! You know how they get," she said with a wink, finally relenting and turning back to her work. "Not sure who all's in there now, you'll have to go and see!" This, of course, referring to the truly expansive and eloquently decorated dining room adjacent to the kitchen, from where the sounds of eager munching and muted conversation could be heard.
  360.  
  361. He took a moment to collect himself as she had turned back to her work, before he smacked her backside tauntingly to get some sort of reaction out of Pinkie as he began to make his way into the dining room with the same cheerful smile upon his face, since he couldn't wait to check on the others that had gathered in the area to stuff their greedy faces. Blazing hummed a gentle tune aloud for everypony to hear over the various sounds of eating that echoed around the room as he focused his gaze towards the vending machines on the far end of the room and the luxurious sapphire coat that shined in the dim light of the dining room.
  362.  
  363. At the far end of the table sat none other than the Grrrreat and Powerful Trrrrixie! The wayward magician was once regarded as nothing more than a nuisance and a braggart throughout Ponyville, but upon discovering her foalhood friend Starlight Glimmer had taken up residence here and had made significant efforts to better herself. Finally feeling welcome, and accustomed to the hardships of constant travel and frequent hostility, when given the opportunity to lounge about and overindulge with abandon she sprung upon it most hastily. The results of said overindulgence showed quite well on her newly-expanded frame.
  364.  
  365. Though relatively new to the household, Trixie already was a fairly expansive mare. With a billowing belly that stretched past her knees, a globular pair of rump cheeks that now served as her chairs, tree trunk legs, a soft fluffy chest, and a face adorned by cherubic chubby cheeks and a triple chin, she was without a doubt an obese mare. And she loved it. Glancing up from the rather large chocolate cake she was in the midst of single-hoofedly demolishing, she immediately perked up upon seeing who it was that had entered the dining room. "Ohoh! Master! How wonderful to see you!" she called excitedly before taking on a sultry expression and lowering her voice to a low purr. "What can the Great and Bountiful Trixie do for you~?"
  366.  
  367. "I believe you mean the Grandiose and Bountiful Trixie, hun~," Blazing mused as he had approached the showmare's side to place his hooves against her globe of a gut. "I'm guessing Starlight is busy getting you more peanut butter crackers again, love~?" he added questioningly, while he began to rub her belly in circles to elicit some form of a reaction out of her as he stared into her eyes longingly and lovingly.
  368.  
  369. Trixie grinned goofily at the attention, drooling slightly as her mind began to conjure up delicious images of her favorite snack. Eventually the question registered in her mind and she snapped out of her gluttonous daze a bit. "Oh, yes, Starlight?" she mused, putting a hoof to her flabby chins in thought. "Although that would certainly be nice, we had planned on meeting here for dinner...I'm not entirely sure where she's at currently..." the showmare trailed off, before a rumbling growl from her obviously still-hungry tummy brought her attention back to the matter at hoof...literally. Grinning sheepishly and blushing slightly, Trixie scooped a large glob of cake with her magic and crammed it hungrily into her maw, grunting and moaning in approval as she made a point to eat as loudly and messily as possible.
  370.  
  371. "I might have an idea, considering how bulky she and Sunset are from what I recall," Blazing claimed in return as Trixie had began to stuff her face with the remains of the cake that was directly in front of her hefty frame, before he placed a hoof against her middle to try and ease her gut a little bit from her display of rampant gluttony.
  372.  
  373. Trixie moaned appreciatively as she dove headfirst into the cake, chomping and gulping in a most eager display of gluttony. In short order the cake had been fully relocated into her cheeks and belly, her face and hooves splotched with brown as she chewed the last bit of cake with a dreamy expression. It was at that moment Pinkie Pie decided to enter the dining room, an absolutely humongous pot of cheesy, creamy alfredo noodles balanced on her pudgy back, still steaming as it was fresh off the stove. "Allllrighty! Dinner is served!" the portly pink pony chef cheered, carefully maneuvering over to the occupied end of the table to drop off her load. Her job finished, she now scanned the unusually empty room with a furrowed brow. "Huh? Where is everypony? Weren't the others going to join you for dinner?" she asked Trixie, confused.
  374.  
  375. "They were, yes," Trixie replied absent-mindedly, already pulling the pot of noodles over and scooping a hefty serving onto her plate, her belly already grumbling again in gluttonous need. "But since they're not here at the moment, guess that means more for me...mmmm..." she finished with an appreciative moan as she crammed the first bite into her mouth and chewed lazily.
  376.  
  377. He snickered lightly at how much of a glutton Trixie had become, before he trotted towards Pinkie's side. "I think you've got some competition for whenever the next eating contest is, hun~," the pegasus mused as he snuck a quick kiss onto the hyperactive and energetic mare's chubby cheek, while he glanced back towards Trixie as the showmare continued to slobbily stuff her face with reckless abandon for how dirty her sapphire coat was getting.
  378.  
  379. Trixie ignored the other two ponies in the room, intent only on the food that was before her and eating as much as she could of it. Which might actually pose quite the challenge even for such an eating-inclined mare such as herself, seeing as the meal was made with the intent of feeding three very large, very hungry mares, not one. Already Trixie had slurped down three heaping platefuls of food but it looked like she'd hardly even made a dent in the immense mound of pasta! Pausing for a moment after emptying a fourth plate to catch her breath, her cheeks and belly spattered with alfredo sauce, she let loose with a low belch before noticing everypony else in the room was watching her. Smirking confidently, the showmare did what she did best: put on a show! No longer bothering with plates, she simply began eating right out of the pot, at a rate even faster than what she had been managing before.
  380.  
  381. Blazing merely watched the gluttonous display that Trixie was providing for him and Pinkie, while his wings twitched slightly from the spectacle that she was putting on as she was beginning to eat out of the pot that the pink maned chef had brought out to feed Trixie's group, even though it was just the former magician by herself. He didn't seem to look away as he was in awe at how much the sapphire-coated mare was putting away like she had been starving over the last couple of days or weeks.
  382.  
  383. Pinkie just looked on with a proud grin as Trixie continued to borderline inhale her food, that large blue belly gurgling and rumbling softly as it began to swell outwards from the onslaught of food. "Wowwee! Look at her go! Guess somepony was hungry!" she cheered with a giggle. Hopping over to where the blue mare was seated, and rattling the cutlery on the table in the process with her hefty frame, she begun to rub and stroke Trixie's belly, cheering with encouragement all the while. "Yeah, you got this! Keep it up! Woohoo!"
  384.  
  385. If Trixie was fazed at all by this new development she hardly showed it. Perhaps there was a cursory glance downwards just to confirm visually what her body was feeling but ultimately, it felt good, and if she felt good that meant she could eat more. And she could just feel Blazing's eyes latched helplessly onto her corpulent, gorging form.
  386.  
  387. Despite it not even seeming possible, she ate even faster.
  388.  
  389. He took a calming breath as he continued to gawk at the unicorn as she seemed to be picking up the pace of her ravenous consumption of Pinkie's cooking, while the baker mare was cheering Trixie on, potentially to see how much the showmare could consume before she had to stop from her own body telling her to stop.
  390.  
  391. Time began to blur as Trixie fully lost herself to the thrill of the feast, her throat and mouth working almost on autopilot as they pumped more and more barely-chewed food into her rapidly swelling stomach. Her chest heaved in shallow bursts as she sucked as much air as she could between bites of food, which given how fast she was eating, wasn't very much. At some point she grew tired of using her magic and simply tipped the enormous pot onto its side, rattling the whole room with its crashing weight that was thankfully supported by the well-built table meant to do just that. So wide was it, that she could fit her head and neck inside easily, with space to spare.  Still thoroughly grounded by her boulder of a belly and ponderous rump, she simply shoved her head fully inside the pot and ate straight out of it, looking much like a pig at a trough.
  392.  
  393. Five minutes turned into ten turned into thirty, the pot just now dipping below the half-full mark, when she finally came up for air, her lungs screaming at her to stop and just breathe for a moment or two. Pulling back with a groan, Trixie slumped into herself, her face now more white than blue as she licked absent-mindedly at the edges of her mouth where the taste of delicious alfredo still lingered. Her titanic tummy rumbled ominously, now thoroughly stretched out by the incredible amount of food packed within it. Trixie's pants grew shallower and shallower for a moment or two before finally she screwed her eyes shut and opened her mouth wide... *BBUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRPPPPP!!*
  394.  
  395. Blazing took a moment to collect himself as Trixie had let loose the echoing belch that escaped her lips, keeping his gaze fixated on the piggish mare before him as he applauded her efforts for the time being. "I knew you girls could eat, but just one mare devouring so much by herself? That's just absurdly impressive if you ask me," he claimed in response as he approached the unicorn's distended and stretched belly to try and ease any potential tension that had been building up from how much she was stuffing her face with.
  396.  
  397. Trixie gasped and heaved as her eyes struggled to refocus, her body doing everything in its power to succumb to a mighty food coma, nothing but her own strength of will keeping her conscious. Furrowing her brow, she looked down at the pot before her. The meal was so large, a meager third of it was expected to leave her thoroughly stuffed. And she'd eaten almost twice that much in her gluttonous fury. Her stomach was hugely swollen and distended, seated on her rump as she was its outermost curve extended past the tips of her rear hooves, its surface flushed a bright, irritated pink around her now popped-out navel.
  398.  
  399. But the desire to eat more was still there...and more there still was. With some meager comfort granted to her by the two ponies rubbing and soothing her horribly overburdened innards, her horn flared weakly to life as another wad of delicious, cheesy noodles floated up to her gaping, wheezing maw. "Mo...muh...more..." she mumbled before stuffing her mouth once again, her words lost to moans and groans as she chewed anew.
  400.  
  401. Blazing continued to rub Trixie's distended and tightly packed midsection as the unicorn was pushing herself to her absolute limits from how pained she seemed to be getting as she forced more food down her throat. He was starting to get concerned for the mare's overall health, since he didn't want her to end up hurting herself from her overindulgence.
  402.  
  403. "Trixie? Don't you think you need to stop?" he asked questioningly, shifting his gaze between Trixie and Pinkie as he hoped that the party pony had similar concerns for the sapphire coated mares' well-being.
  404.  
  405. Trixie's stomach groaned dangerously as she swallowed another mouthful of noodles, another slowly beginning to materialize as her magic grew more and more sluggish. Her body absolutely screamed at her to stop, but her mind craved more. Hearing the concerned tone of the Master, she roused slightly from her gluttonous stupor only to realize how utterly, screamingly, full she was. The fullest she'd ever remembered being, stretched so tight and thin the smallest breath of air left her fearful she might burst. Her tongue lolling from her mouth as she wheezed and gurgled, she just barely managed to acknowledge his presence through her fog of lustful gluttony. "Trikk...shiie...wan'...moor...but...sho...fulllllll..." she groaned lowly, her voice barely audible over the churning cacophony of her innards.
  406.  
  407. But it seemed her horn wasn't quite done being on autopilot, as one last wad of noodles pushed its way into her mouth, where she automatically began to chew, the taste still as delicious as ever despite being so burstingly full. Her horn fizzled out finally as she swallowed her last mouthful of food, her stomach swelling perceptibly larger as its bulk was added to. Another rattling belch blasted free of her alfredo-stained muzzle, her eyes screwing closed as she fought a losing battle against the impending food coma.
  408.  
  409. Blazing drew a calming breath as he kept on rubbing the unicorn's tightly packed midsection, while she was losing the fight against her food coma. He took a moment as he glanced towards Pinkie. "Pinkie hun? Do you think you could polish off the rest, so Trixie can rest and whatnot? I don't want her to end up hurting herself by eating more than what she should be able to consume."
  410.  
  411. Pinkie glanced up from the thoroughly overstuffed tummy she was rubbing as he said this, biting her lip slightly as she noticed how much was still left. While Trixie had managed to make a herculean dent in the massive pile of food, it was still meant to leave three very overweight and greedy ponies beyond stuffed. Rising to her hooves with a soft grunt, she waddled over to the table where the pot still lay on its side, plenty of cheesy bounty still lying within. "Aye, aye, sir!" she chirped, forcing any and all doubts to the back of her mind and paying attention only to the task at hoof.
  412.  
  413. So it was that Pinkie too ended up with her head inside the pot, greedily scarfing away at its contents as the sound of snoring could be heard behind her, the Massive and Burstingly Full Trixie out like a light as her gigantic stomach continued to churn and gurgle in distress to process its mind-boggling load.
  414.  
  415. Blazing snickered lightly as Pinkie had practically dove into the pot to polish off the remains that Trixie was unable to get through as the light blue mare had passed out from how much she had consumed on her own. He drew a calming breath as he placed a hoof against Pinkie's shoulders. "Just finish it off for me, hun. Show me how much of a piggy you really are~," he mused as he began to forcibly shove her head further into the pot to display his own strength over the doughy party planner as she was occupied with stuffing her stomach.
  416.  
  417. A slight shudder trickled its way down the length of Pinkie's curvy body as she felt the Master's ministrations from behind her. She would've taken the time to answer-she really would have!-were it not for her muzzle being completely crammed full of delicious, creamy alfredo. Her hind legs trembled once again as she continued to eat at a frantic pace, wondering absent-mindedly what such a calorie-rich meal might do to her already portly figure. Bouncing was hard enough as it was!
  418.  
  419. She thought about how she had lovingly crafted the meal, intending to feed Trixie and her two cohorts into near-submission with pounds upon pounds of rich, succulent Neightalian cuisune. She hadn't held back either, tossing butter and cheese into the pot almost haphazardly, seeking to please the Master by providing his girls with such hearty, fattening meals. But two of them ended up not showing! And while Trixie put an admirable dent into the monstrous meal for a single pony, there was still much more here than was intended for any single one of them! And now she was going to be stuck eating it allll up!
  420.  
  421. Pinkie gulped with a combination of nervous anticipation and her trademark freestyle gluttony, sending another mound of absolutely scrumptious noodles to their eventual demise, almost inhaling her food as she continued to cram her face as fast as equinely possible.
  422.  
  423. A coy smirk crossed his muzzle as he only shoved her head further into the pot, while she gulped down another mound of alfredo into the black hole referred to as her stomach as he wanted to make sure the entire pot was emptied and possibly licked clean. He couldn't wait to see the potential impact such a caloric glutting session would do to the baker's already hefty frame.
  424.  
  425. Pinkie slurped and gobbled at the noodles crowding her face and head even faster than before, now out of a slight nervousness that she might actually run out of room to breathe if she didn't eat fast enough, given how roughly he was pushing her into the caloric mess. She groaned as her wobbling pink tummy continued to swell, starting to brush slightly against the cool, smooth floor as it filled and filled.
  426.  
  427. About half of what had remained was now successfully relocated into the depths of her stomach, and already she was starting to feel the first telltale signs of genuine fullness. Even somepony of her well-renowned appetite had limits, and her recent feeding fervor had pushed most of the girls more or less into line with what she could eat, both comfortably and uncomfortably. Having now almost surpassed what was intended to be a single serving, she was heading rapidly into 'uncomfortable' territory. She grunted as she widened her stance in a vain attempt to give her swelling stomach more room, but it still pushed insistently against her knees and now with growing intensity against the floor.
  428.  
  429. A small sigh of relief escaped her nostrils as her muzzle bumped into the bottom of the pot, the wall of creamy noodles finally giving way to the smooth metallic finish. At the very least she wouldn't have to worry about running out of space anymore, as she had effectively eaten herself a tunnel straight to the bottom. But she could still feel the mass of noodles pressing against her neck and shoulders, threatening to fill the space she had created as soon as she vacated...
  430.  
  431. "Keep eating, piggy. I want to see that pot spotless. Not a drop of alfredo sauce or bits of noodles should be left uneaten. I'm sure such a black hole like you can handle that, can't you, Piggy Pie?" he questioned as he relaxed his grip on the back of her neck to give her some breathing room so he could get an answer out of her after she had eaten a hole to the bottom of the pot.
  432.  
  433. Feeling the pressure from behind lessen considerably, Pinkie took the opportunity to pull her head free from the pot to get a few much-needed breaths of fresh air. Exactly as she'd predicted, her absence caused the noodles to collapse into a heap once again, now about half the size of what was there when she started. Once she felt sufficiently recovered she looked at the Master and grinned in what she hoped was a disarming, carefree smile.
  434.  
  435. The look she got back in return was absolutely smoldering with unconcealed lust, as he leered openly at her expanding form. As if reacting instinctually to that all-too-familiar gaze, her stomach let out a low, concerned grumble, prompting her to bring up a forehoof to stroke its suddenly not-so-soft surface consolingly. "Aha! Er, yes! Of course I can! Not a problem at all!" she cheered in response, the optimism in her voice not fully reaching her stomach. She knew she could do it, of course, but oof, she was going to end tonight a lot fuller than she had been expecting...
  436.  
  437. Rearing up onto her well-padded rear and giving her belly plenty of space in front of her, she grunted slightly with exertion as she pulled the pot off the table and laid it on her belly. Even with all they had eaten, it was still slightly heavy! With her face, neck, chest, and hooves absolutely smothered in alfredo sauce, and a hopefully-convincing smile on her face she turned to her Master once more. "Alrighty then! Down the hatch we go!" Lifting the pot to her lips and leaning backwards as far as she dared, slowly but surely the remaining noodles began sliding their way down the slick surface of the pot before finally descending into her open maw, and the sounds of eager chewing and slurping started up once more.
  438.  
  439. The pegasus simply watched on in awe as Pinkie was beginning to devour the remaining contents of the pot, while his wings rustled slightly at his sides from the sheer lust that was overcoming him, placing a hoof on her belly to try and calm the orb as the pink maned mare was continuing to glut herself by semi-chugging the noodles and alfredo sauce like there was no tomorrow. "That's a good girl~. Do exactly what you're told for possible bonus points for tonight~," he mused lustfully as he whispered it into her ear to see what reaction he'd get out of her with the potential reward at stake.
  440.  
  441. The whispered words of encouragement were music to her ears, and she battled through a sudden pang of fullness with a painfully huge swallow, hardly even bothering to chew just sending a big clump of noodles directly to her stomach. Feeling his touch on her increasingly troubled tummy further invigorated her, she could deal with the tummyache afterwards, right now she had a stallion to please!
  442.  
  443. Leaning ever so slightly farther backwards, most of the remaining noodles plopped down to the bottom, only to be unceremoniously dumped into a hungry, pink maw. Although by now Pinkie was most definitely not hungry, as her belly churned and bubbled as it desperately attempted to process its epic load. Huffing and puffing out of sheer fullness, Pinkie began to feebly shake the pot in the hopes of detaching all the loose noodles, eager to do exactly as her Master wanted but finding her strength and will waning slightly as the first wave of overfullness crashed into her mind and body, making her sway slightly unsteadily on her plush rear.
  444.  
  445. Her unsteady sway had his attention as she was on jelly legs, desperately attempting to try her hardest to comply with his prior command and to please him with her reckless display of gluttony while he continued to rub her strained and distressed tummy from how much she was packing into it, tenderly pressing his hooves into the bloated mass with the hefty mare trying to shake loose the remaining noodles in the pot to make sure that it was 100% spotless like he demanded earlier.
  446.  
  447. Pinkie grunted in pain as she stretched her neck forwards into the pot, any small movement jostling her uncomfortably overfilled stomach. But she dutifully began cleaning the insides of the pot with her tongue, dislodging any stubborn noodles that wouldn't come free and licking up every speck of still-delicious alfredo sauce she could find. Although the majority of the food was already packed into her groaning stomach, it felt like every little swallow was pushing her that much closer to the edge...
  448.  
  449. But she dare not stop. She was soooo close! Only a little bit more, and then his wishes would be fulfilled...and nothing brought Pinkie more joy these days than fulfilling the Master's wishes. Slowly she rotated the pot a bit to access a side that still needed cleaning, distinct slurping and swallowing sounds audible from within as she whimpered ever-so-slightly with every swallow.
  450.  
  451. He simply stared at her prodigious posterior, listening to her whimpers of pain as she was slowly chugging along with completing the request he had asked of her. The pegasus drew a deep breath as she was getting closer and closer to cleaning out the entire pot of its caloric concoction that she had prepared for Trixie and her 'subordinates', despite the latter two having no-showed the dining area. "Almost there, Piggy~," Blazing mused with lust in his voice as he firmly smacked her titanic backside to send her ample frame into a fit of uncontrollable wobbling.
  452.  
  453. Pinkie gave no indication she even felt the slap, entirely focused on fulfilling his wishes. After a few more minutes, she finally pulled her head free of the enormous pot with a soft 'pop!', her now even huger belly still grumbling and groaning and churning in gastric distress. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth as she took short, shallow gasps of air, feeling like even breathing too deeply would cause her to rupture.
  454.  
  455. The pot clanged to the ground beside her and rolled away, forgotten, her hooves now devoting themselves entirely to doing her very utmost to soothe her tremendously overstuffed tummy. A soft, low groan escaped her alfredo-covered lips, followed shortly by a soft hiccup as her body toiled away at its monumental digestive task. "I...*hic!*...did it...Master...all...gone...*hic!*...oooooohhhh..."
  456.  
  457. "That's a good piggy~," Blazing mused as the pot had rolled away from her, before his hooves immediately darted towards her bloated, taut, and tightly packed stomach in an attempt to provide as much aide as he could to the hefty mare. "Somepony really worked hard to try and get some bonus points for the roulette~," he added teasingly as he gently kneaded and massaged her tummy.
  458.  
  459. Even as incredibly stuffed as she was, Pinkie couldn't help but smile at the praise. She had done well and pleased the Master! Additional groans and sighs of relief escaped her mouth as she felt the extra set of hooves start kneading at her enormous stomach. Seated on her rump as she was, her belly swelled well past her knees and was severely encroaching on her chest. She was so big, in fact, that if she were to roll forward it was doubtful her hooves could even touch the ground! "Th-Thank you...Master...*hic!*...oof...so fulllll..." she complained before her eyes widened and her cheeks puffed out, only holding out for a brief moment before a powerful, echoing belch reverberated from her lips: *HHUUUOOOOOOUUUUUURRRRRRPPPP!!*
  460.  
  461. "Would you like a break from the kitchen to let your tummy rest and relax, love?" he asked as he snuck a kiss onto her bloated belly, snickering a bit at the echoing belch that probably could've been heard throughout the entire manor, while he pulled his hooves away from her middle. "You did a great job of impressing me, sweetie," he commented, quickly slapping her flanks to elicit some sort of reaction out of her.
  462.  
  463. "Eeep! UURRP!" She yelped in surprise at the contact, the sudden jostling motion dislodging another raucous belch from deep within her strained, bubbling confines. She bit her lip lustily as she shot him a smoldering pair of bedroom eyes, eager to win as much favor as she could while she still held his attention. "Ohhhh, yes, a break sounds...*hic!*...wonderful..." she cooed softly, still eagerly rubbing and stroking at her billowing belly.
  464.  
  465. "Maybe you'll be the lucky one to spend some alone time with me~? I know how you adore red velvet cake like no tomorrow~... ain't that right, hun?" he asked once more as he stared into her eyes, while she shot him a sultry pair of bedroom eyes to hold his attention, carefully massaging her tummy a bit more to soothe any residual tension.
  466.  
  467. Even though she was totally stuffed, simply the mention of red velvet cake sparked a hungry gleam in her eyes, and there was no doubt that should she be presented with one right this moment she would find a way to fit it into her bulging, bloated gut. "Ohhh yes, Master..." she spoke just above a whisper. "That would be so...wonderful..." Any further words seemed to fail her as her mind ran wild with the fantasy while her body continued its catatonic stupor.
  468.  
  469. He snickered lightly as he placed a kiss onto her cheek, while he could tell that she was interested in the offer he presented her with. "Why don't you take your nap right here, hun?" he suggested. "I'm sure that AJ can handle cooking duties until you're good to take the kitchen again~."
  470.  
  471. Pinkie's eyelids started to flutter closed at that suggestion, her mind finally submitting to the overwhelming food coma clawing at her consciousness. "Ohh...kay...that sounds...*hic!*...good..." she slurred out softly before her eyes rolled up into her head and she collapsed backwards, the impact rattling the table and pot. Gentle snoring filled the air as sleep finally claimed her, forelegs splayed out and huge, rumbling pink belly towering above the rest of her form.
  472.  
  473. Blazing smiled softly as he stroked Pinkie's mane once she had fallen asleep on the kitchen floor at his suggestions, before he had gotten up from her side to quickly search for Applejack as his first guess of her location would've been the pool, despite the irony of her sheer size as a temporary lifeguard and occasional baker whenever Pinkie was passed out in another one of her food comas or from his involvement in stuffing the loyal party mare like a piƱata that was overfilled with candy.
  474.  
  475. As Blazing stepped out of the dining room, a peaceful silence settled in his place, broken only by the distressed, strained gurgles and groans of two heavily overtaxed stomachs churning away at their monumental loads, and the soft snores of passed out mares as Trixie and Pinkie both slumbered on, completely dead to the world.
  476.  
  477. He drew a calming breath to recollect himself as the short lived silence had been pierced by the strained groans from the bloated duo as they were occupied with digesting the colossal meal that they had polished off at his command, before the pegasus made his way towards the pool area to check if AJ was on duty.
  478.  
  479. ~~~~~
  480.  
  481. In a manor as large as Blazing's, how could one possibly not expect to have an indoor pool? Everypony who is anypony had an indoor pool! Blazing's was large and deep, in a spacious room with a high ceiling that made every little noise echo about. As he approached he could already hear the gentle sloshing of water and the soft giggles of mares.
  482.  
  483. "Sounds like a couple of mares are having fun in here without me to spectate~," he called out as his comment echoed throughout the large and spacious room as he entered the pool area, steadily making his way towards the lifeguard chair to make sure that his chosen lifeguard was on duty.
  484.  
  485. At the sound of his voice, all previous goings-on ceased immediately as every pair of eyes swiveled to the doorway in anticipation.  Upon seeing none other than the stallion of the house enter the room, he was immediately greeted by a gleeful clamoring from the present mares.
  486.  
  487. "Helloooo, Master~"
  488.  
  489. "Oh, Master! So good of you to join us~"
  490.  
  491. "Come on in, Master! The water's wonderful~"
  492.  
  493. From where she was perched atop the heavily-reinforced lifeguard's tower, Applejack greeted him with a smile and a wave. "Top o' th' hour to ya, Master. Always a pleasure seein' ya round these parts." Her form continued wobbling for several seconds afterwards, particularly her lower body.

[RP] Affairs of State

by LurkerTurnedNewbie

[REQ] One Million

by LurkerTurnedNewbie

[CONT] Chocolate Nightmares

by LurkerTurnedNewbie

[REQ] Meet and Eat

by LurkerTurnedNewbie

[RP] A Royal Affair

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