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feeding vines continuation, pov edition
By ExpandNonCreated: 2021-07-16 21:31:33
Updated: 2022-03-22 14:51:55
Expiry: Never
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>accidentally step into a nest of nectar vines one day while walking to Zecora's hut
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>have to waddle the rest of the way to try and fix the problem
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Hmm... ah, my friend, I see your plight!
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You want a potion which can set things right.
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You stumbled into the wrong patch of grass,
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And now you want its effects to pass!
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Luckily, I have the potion you need,
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But how well it works is not guaranteed...
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The fluid in your stomach has yet to digest,
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So drinking this will remove it as you rest.
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My previous attempts have served rather well,
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But if its effects are consistent, I cannot tell.
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Drink but one sip, sleep for the night and see,
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And if something goes wrong, then come back to me!
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>follow Zecora's instructions to the best of your memory
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>go to sleep
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>wake up feeling as bloated as ever
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>have a hard time moving as you traverse Everfree
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>the pressure in your gut seems to increase the more you walk...
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>arrive at Zecora's door with your belly just inches above the ground
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>she walks around and examines your side, giving your flank an occasional poke to feel out the swelling
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Oh, my, it appears your problem is not getting better...
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Did you follow my instructions to the letter?
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>give her a nod, but then you realize you might have downed the whole bottle all at once...
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>Zecora shakes her head solemnly
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I prescribed you to consume only a fraction,
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Because drinking the whole potion has a bad reaction!
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>You want to say that she gave no such warning, but you feel you're in no position to argue semantics
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The potion was meant to turn the nectar to air,
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Then move out of your system without a care.
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But because you apparently lost your mind,
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The effects have doubled, or tripled, in kind!
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Your will continue to grow until the liquid is gone,
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Then hopefully the gas will slowly pass on.
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You were careless, indeed, so now we must wait
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And see if time will improve your state.
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>unfortunately, your condition doesn't improve
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>in fact, it only becomes more rapid
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>none of your hooves are able to touch the ground by now, and must rest on your ever expanding belly
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>soon enough your body covers a large radius of Zecora's floor
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>You can even feel your back staring to bulge out and balloon, your entire figure steadily growing more spherical
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>You can tell from the height of the room you're just inches away from scraping her ceiling
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I am sorry to say, but if you expand any more,
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I might have to push you out the door!
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You are getting rounder at too fast a pace,
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And my poor home has only has so much space!
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>she moves to your side and gives you a heavy push
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>her hooves sink ever so slightly into your swollen side while she rolls you to the door
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>by now your cheeks were so swollen and pushed against the rest of your body you could barely open your lips
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>by now, your limbs were little more than useless stubs which could barely wriggle from being so sunken in their joints
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>even your neck had disappeared into your body, and your head was becoming little more than an indentation in the ball your figure had progressed into
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>the most you could respond with was a muffled moan from your throat, an odd mixture of fear, embarrassment, and delight welling in you
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>you have no choice but to roll with her motions
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>it takes her a moment because of how wide you had grown
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>after a few good shoves and a few cracks from warping the doorsill, the widest point of your circumference finally cleared through the exit
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>you could hear Zecora releasing a few last grunts of effort, panting as she at last rolls you to the front of her hut
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>she walks over to your front and looks down to meet your eyes, wiping the sweat from her brow as she gives a light-hearted chuckle
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I hope you don’t mind if I say,
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But I take it you enjoy being this way?
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>try to show her a shy smile, but your mouth is so buried in your neck that she can only see your mouth’s corners
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>a gurgle from deep inside your expanded, cavernous stomach echoes
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>Zecora’s ears perk up at the sound
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>she gives a small, mischievous smile and strokes your rounded hide
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>you feel yourself practically melt in her touch, her hooves tingling against the skin and sending a shock of pleasure through every inch
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>you can’t help but release a small whimper and clench your eyes shut as she maintains her caresses, seeming to pick up on your positive reaction
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That sound that you made will serve you well,
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For it means that your body will no longer swell!
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I will watch over you for the moment still,
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Until you are able to move at your will.
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>you would nod to agree if you could
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>not like you had any other choice
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>spend the greater part of the day camped outside Zecora’s hut
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>gradually feel yourself shrinking back to your normal size, but the deflation is far too slow to be visibly noticeable
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>think of what would happen if someone decided to stop by to visit the zebra
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>they would see you as nothing more than a fuzzy balloon decorating her lawn
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>groan at the thought of being mocked or stared at, unable to answer any questions because your lips still couldn’t move
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>just according to your fears, you see a few ponies coming out of the forest clearing and heading toward the yard
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>the Cutie Mark Crusaders and Twilight
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>you could clearly make out the stunned look on their faces, eyes wide and mouths agape
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>you turn your eyes away from them futilely, but you could still feel their glances boring through you
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>finally you hear Apple Bloom speak up
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"What in the hay happened to you, sir?"
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>sound out a few helpless muffles, ashamed that you can’t even speak for yourself in front of these fillies
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>Twilight manages to speak up
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"Now, now! That’s not polite. Clearly, he just had a mishap with a little magic, right?"
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>at last you could hear Zecora opening the door to greet her company
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"Ah, hello, little ponies! Don’t mind my guest. He just needs some time to rest. In a few more hours he’ll at last be free. But in the meantime, he’s in my company."
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>immediately the fillies start exploring your body, giggling as they play with and poke you despite your vocal protests
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>Scootaloo seems especially in awe as she climbs on top of you, not caring about your surprised yelps as her hooves sink into you
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>she bounces on you a few times like a trampoline
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>you can only mutter a few hums as fear turns into pleasure, rolling your eyes up at what feels like a back massage
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“Wow, this is so cool! You’re like a living balance ball you see at the circus!”
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>Sweetie Belle pipes up cheerfully
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“Ooh! Ooh! Maybe balancing is your special talent! You can practice on him that way!”
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>Zecora and Twilight try to discourage them, but to no use
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>before long you start to feel Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom push against you
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>the forest ahead of you starts rotating in front of your eyes as you roll along, almost making you dizzy the faster they go
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>Scootaloo makes a few stumbling steps before she starts walking, keeping up with the pace as her four little hooves pitter across the entire width of your body
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“I think I got this, girls! Cutie Mark Crusader Circus Act is a go!”
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>Zecora and Twilight seem less amused, though when you rolled in front of them you were sure you could see them trying to hold back a laugh
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“Be careful with him! We don’t know how fragile he is.”
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“Do not fret, dear Twilight. He’s rather sturdy! The most they can do is get him dirty. He grew much larger and did not burst; for him, he’s already seen the worst!”
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>still a little miffed that you're nothing more than a toy for these fillies and they aren’t doing much to stop them
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>but you decide to play along and be the best circus prop you can
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>eventually get over your nausea from being spun around so much
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>the fillies come to a pause and Scootaloo jumps off
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>she looks down to her still-blank flank, looking down and sighing in disappointment
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“Well, guess balancing isn’t my talent...”
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>her expression brightens up as she looks to you
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“But I still had fun and all! Thanks for putting up with us. Next time we need a giant ball for something, we’ll be sure to ask you!”
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>not sure if you should take it as a compliment or not, but you suppose it was a kind word
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>still a little uneasy at the idea of being a free inflatable for other ponies to use
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>Zecora interjects as she once again strokes her hoof on your flank, even going so far as to pat it like an object that she’s proud of
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>each pat causes out a hollow rubber sound to escape as her hoof bounces off of it
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>it looks like that potion had more of a side-effect than you first realized
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“Well, it seems our friend is now able to expand at any size and remain stable. For now, let him shrink down, and then—“
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>Zecora pauses to give you a wide, even sly smirk
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“He’ll be free to expand once again!”
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>you don’t know how to take the thought of being a plaything for the ponies around you
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>but once the initial shame passes, you start to reconsider the idea
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>think about growing larger as ponies fill you with air, water, or anything that may suit their fancy
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>getting plumper and rounder, filling up more space until you break walls or shadow over everything nearby
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>on second thought, you could get used to this
by ExpandNon
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