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Four Prple Ponies Try and Solve The Worlds Problems 2.4
By ShroooomyCreated: 2023-03-25 23:51:53
Expiry: Never
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Twilight:
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Sugar Mountains Hotel
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5:15 PM
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Current weight: 519 lbs
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> Amy sat across from me sprawled along her bed
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> Her hind leg resting atop the mattress while the other hung limply over the side
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> She propped herself up by leaning backwards over her front leg which was stretched behind her
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> Her free hoof was in constant motion.
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> Reaching between a box of deep fried chicken skin and her mouth like a machine
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> Her head tilted upwards as she dangled a stingy piece of skin into her mouth
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> inhaling as much of the soggy meat as she could
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> Her gums smacked together obnoxiously and a mixture of oil and sauce dripped onto her stretched, impregnated tummy
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> She’s so disgusting
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> How could a pony let herself go like that?
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> I grabbed a chicken wing off the bed and began chowing down
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> I had never had Mchoofies before
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> It’s hard to believe that this is considered peasant food.
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> I wanted to sit on my flank and eat all day, but I really should focus on the election
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> But I just couldn’t
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> My mind was racing and I feel cagey
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> It was as if a switch had flipped in my mind
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> The a craving for food was an itch that I can't scratch
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> I blame myself
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> Whenever I feel overwhelmed I resort to gorging
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> The stress was mounting and food had never been more of a friend
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> Nor has it me feel so strange
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> I felt like this before when I was at Treehuggers
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> My stomach became a black hole, demanding food
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> I never ate so much in my life and for a brief moment I felt time slip through my hooves
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> When I awoke the sensation had subsided
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> I found myself surrounded by empty chip bags and aluminum foil
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> That entire episode made me nervous
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> And the nerves added to my already burdened mind
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> Even before Sugar Belle told me about what she did with the griffons I have having trouble controlling myself
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> Now I just feel hopeless
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> I just want to eat myself into a coma and never wake up
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> My stomach purred
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> I could feel the intense hunger encroaching
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> I don't know what was coming over me, or why.
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> But my mind feels foggy and I'm beginning to see things differently
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> I closed my eyes and began counting backwards
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> It was the only other way I knew how to calm myself and push the sound of my wailing gut from my mind
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> 10
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> 9
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> (Loud belly humming)
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> 8
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> 7
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> Belly begins to rumble louder)
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> 7….
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> …….
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> (Belly becomes so volatile it causes me lose all sense of thought)
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> 7……?
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> My stomach begins to relax and my mind is calmed but incredibly cloudy
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> Darn it!
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> I can’t even think straight!
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> After the rumbling calmed itself I was starting to feel..different.
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> Lightheaded and calm
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> But I don’t know why
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> I looked down at my bloated belly
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> where I once saw as shame I now see beauty
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> My stomach was constantly gurgling and rumbling now
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> Inside my stomach was a storm
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> And I can feel everything
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> The fluids rising and falling
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> The acids bubbling
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> The food sloshing around my taut gut
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> The pulse of my constricting guts, pressing the food down to allow more food
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> Every function was humming, creating a symphony of belly sounds
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> It was both hypnotic and orgasmic
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> Digestion had never felt so good
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> It was like a pain killer
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> I was growing numb
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> Food had always calmed my nerves but this was something different
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> My eyes began to close as the calmness rested over me
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> I smiled
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> My stomach purred a deep, soothing wail
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> Deep as a fog horn, and never ceasing
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> It was calling out for more
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> I'll never be full…
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> But I'll always be happy.
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> Not only could feel everything but I could hear it too
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> My ears rang hear to the sounds of my insides thrashing
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> The blood in running through them pulsated like the best of a drum
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> A floaty feeling inside my stomach arose
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> This new level of bodily conscious was overwhelming and exhilarating
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> I had never felt so alive
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> I am a consumption machine
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> My belly was on fire and the smoke was rising into my brain, fogging my mind, turning my thoughts into mush
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> In a last ditch effort I tried my hardest to pull my mind back on track
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> I need to focus on the election!…I can’t let Celestia down….Everypony depends on me…
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> My gut squealed and a sound erupted that was so deep and loud that it penetrated the walls of my stomach, causing ripples to dance along my engorged belly
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> Stuffed wall to wall with doughnuts, cake and chicken. I felt like I was about to burst.
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> I looked down at my belly
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> My mind was wrestling between planning the election strategy and stuffing my face
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> The rational side of me was losing, and I was putting all my mental effort into negotiating with my urges
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> Between the screaming voices of stress and hunger my belly didn’t cease its whining and only grew louder
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> Just one more bite and I’ll get to work…
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> I lifted a chicken leg doused with ketchup to my face
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> My stomach was jubilant, waves of excitement rolled along my tummy as it chanted
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> Low droning hums escaped the walls of my gut, announcing my greed to the world
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> My anxious heart beat as shrill screams culminated in a hurricane of sound of pain and pleasure
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> My tummy was so loud, that even Amy was pulled from her meal by the noises
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> Staring at me as I struggled with myself, looking gobsmacked as I imagine any mare would in her situation
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> I tried to call for help but all that came from my mouth was low burping noises
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> With no options left I brought the greasy chicken leg to my muzzle and ripped a giant piece of meat off the bone
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> And just as quickly as it began, my stomach stopped squealing.
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> There was nothing but silence and a powerful energy separating me from the rest of the world
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> Everything went fuzzy
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> My mind went blank
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> All was Dark
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> There was no more sound
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> No hunger
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> No pain
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> No time
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> Where am I?
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The Princess Of Foodship
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???
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???
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???
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> “Ummm….You alright princess?” Amy asked
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> Her mouth was stuffed with chicken
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> Amethyst was staring at me, looking concerned
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> I rubbed my eyes and cleared my throat
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> I looked around the room and tried to get my bearings
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> “Princess?” Amethyst peeped
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“Of course I’m fine! I’m a princess.” I scoffed
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> A wave of relief followed this revelation
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> Oh my gosh!
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> I’m a princess!
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> I ran my hooves along my wings and horn
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> Princesses are beautiful!
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> Therefore, I am beautiful!
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> I felt giddy!
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> Not only am I beautiful but I’m Celestia beautiful!
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> And if legends are true, Celestia created all ponies from a piece of her rib
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> Which means that I am part Celestia
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> She is inside me
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> She is inside everypony
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> I have absorbed her power
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> I am the princess of foodship…
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> I am a mare of taste
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> A mare of power
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> I’m hungry…
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> “It's just that you’ve been staring at me for a while now. Is their something on my face?”
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> She started running her hooves along her grease stained mug
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> Amethyst!
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> I can’t let her know!
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> She’ll want to take my place!
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“I know what you’re up to.” I warned
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> She tilted her head
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> “What are you talking about?”
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> Oh my!
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> She really is dumb
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> Thank Celestia!
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> She couldn’t figure out who I am, it's beyond her mental faculties
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> I always thought that Amethyst was dumb mare
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> She tries to look thin, but she’ll always be burdened with a plump figure
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> If she only knew her potential, she could become just as powerful as me
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> Luckily, she believed in modern beauty standards
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> Thin is in!
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> Or so they say…
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> Damn Equestria Enquirer. Forcing mares to reach for unnatural beauty standards
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> And they say I'm the one with unhealthy eating habits!
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> Me in poor health?
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> Ha!
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> I’m better fed than any pony in Equestria!
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> Why should I feel guilty for my privilege and beauty?
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> I bet that if everypony had the opportunity to eat like I do they would stop criticizing my habits.
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> I’m a victim of circumstance!
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> It’s not my fault I’m a princess!
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> But poor Amethyst…
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> She actually believes that she can be thin like the ponies in magazines
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> She can't.
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> Because as much as she doesn't want to admit it, she's just like her mother.
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> An overweight mare with little self control
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> But unlike her mom, she has the potential to turn her body into a temple
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> A thing of beauty that could rival even me
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> This could be bad
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> My gaze drifted to her thighs
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> She has such fatty legs…
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> She’s a fat pony…Just like me.
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> My eyes jumped back to her face
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> She was tearing into a deep fried chicken leg like an animal
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> I wandered my eyes back to her plump thighs
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> I scratched my head curiously
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>...
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> I shouldn’t be thinking of such things
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> But the allure of her physique was hypnotic
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> I was thinking sick, lovely thoughts
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> My stomach started to moan and a familiar feeling was coming over me
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> The craving for milk
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> But it was just the two of us, and I doubt Amethyst would let me drink from her
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> Maybe?
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>...
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> No
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> She’s too stuck up for that, even though she has no right to be
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> She’s a mare who relishes in acting prim and proper
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> But she’s nothing more than a half breed unicorn
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> Her patchy coat and lack of magical control sets her apart from the powerful…Like me.
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> Between her legs the green sap drooled from her destroyed sex
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> It was grotesque, and I couldn’t stand looking at it any longer.
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> Such a beautiful, disgusting mare.
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“Can you close your legs? I’m trying to enjoy my meal.” I ordered
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> Amy closed her legs and shot me a mean look
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> A piece of chicken skin hung out of her mouth and rested along her bottom lip
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> She sucked it down her throat and swallowed, then proceeded to shovel more chicken down her gullet
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“You know how bad for you that is right?”
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> “Why do you care?” She huffed
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> I can’t let her discover her potential
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> At least not yet…
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> It will only result in headaches
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> The time will come
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> Until then I need to foster dependence
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“I’m just saying that it’ll make you fat…nopony likes fat.” I teased
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> Amy began to laugh
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> “You of all ponies calling me fat is a bad joke.”
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“How original Amy.” I said rolling my eyes
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> I’m going to have to teach her how to be proper if she wants to reach her full potential as a chunky ubermare like myself
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> And when she does…
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>No.
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> I mustn't think of that
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> Not yet.
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> A moment is like a hunt, or a bite of delicious chocolate cake
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> It must be savoured.
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> She must be savoured
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“Have you ever heard of princess dialect?”
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> She shook her head “no”
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> Of course not…
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> Disgusting, peasant stock, fat, whiny, half-a-corn, annoying, beautiful, love of my life, cutie pie, stuffed muffin.
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> I love her
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> I hate her
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“Well it's all about being clever. Speaking in riddles and such. It's a very posh way of having a conversation and takes years to master.”
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> She looked confused
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> “Princess I don’t really feel like playing word games right now. I gotta eat all this food and…”
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“Let me start!"
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> I scanned her figure, tapping my hoof to my muzzle
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"Let's see….Oh! How about this? What you see as weakness, I see as beauty. Your mirrors are a lie. Look into my eyes and see your true reflection.”
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> She burst out into laughter
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> Not what I was expecting…
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> “You're crazy princess! I’m sorry, but I don’t see you that way. Those are very kind words though. I think the two of us would be great friends if things turned out differently.”
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> Amy Reached into her box of chicken skin and and began gnawing into the meat
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> The juices foaming around her lips
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> I watched the food roll down her throat
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> Amy is beautiful in the most disgusting ways
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> From her distended stomach to her short chubby legs.
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> She has breasts like over inflated balloons and a greasy face
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> A total mess inside and out
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> I love how pathetic she is
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> A brush with a changeling breeding tentacle destroyed her
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> And all that remained was a bemoaning husk, carrying eggs which contained the most unlovable creatures.
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> In some ways I see myself in her
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> We are both burdened by our own curses
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> Only mine is the weight of Equestria resting on my shoulders
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> Her curse is being born expecting purity in a filthy world
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> I can relate.
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> Both our complexes seem to be the result of poor motherly role models
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> I predict its the cause of much of our disfunction
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> Celestia is a bad mom
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> Because deep down I know that she will dispose of me
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> It’s how its always been
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> My death was planned before my birth
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> Birth
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> Study
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> Become princess
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> Fail
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> Die
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> Celestia's school for gifted unicorns secret motto
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> She’s like a mantis
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> Killing her most loyal subjects to keep the kingdom alive
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> Feeding on us till death
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> And when we fall we die without honour
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> She props us up, blames us for her failings then knocks us down
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> As a student of Celestia, it is my destiny to die by her hooves
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> Normally, I found this information terrifying
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> I had spent my entire life trying desperately to postpone the inevitable
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> But in this moment I was slowly making peace with the concept
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> There was no escaping this fate
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> Celestia will kill for this
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> And that's okay
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> I smiled and looked over at Amethyst
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> Such a nice mare
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> So simple
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> So purple
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>.....
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> Wait…
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>...
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> Purple!
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> Sweet Celestia!
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> How could I have not seen it sooner?
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> Amethyst!
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> She was indebted to serve me during this mission
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> I am a princess
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> Her indentured servitude during this mission must make her my student!
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> Meaning….
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> To ensure my own survival, this can only end one way…
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> To save Sugar Mountains a purple pony must die
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> And to save myself it must be Amethyst who falls
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> It's not ideal, but it's the only way
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> I've never had a student before
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> This was exciting!
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> I will do all I can to protect her
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> Discipline her
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> Love her
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> And teach her
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> She is my purple pony
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> She is my saviour
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“Amy.” I called gently
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> Her chewing stopped and she looked at me oddly
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> I tapped the mattress seductively
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“Come a little closer.” I cooed
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> She was a little apprehensive but sat beside me
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> I scooted close to her
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> Dragging my fat belly along the food stained sheets
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> I could see the sweat glistening over her fur like dew
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> It rolled down her flabby body like honey
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> It drove me mad with excitement.
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> I dragged my hoof down the flaps of her belly
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> When I pulled it away a collection of sweat was smeared along my hoof
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> I drank it.
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> And my belly groaned agreeably
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> I started to laugh
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> I’ve never felt this way before
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> I was burning up in hot flashes
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> Producing puddles of perspiration profusely
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> Though it was painful, I felt clean
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> Baptized in a baste of my own fluids
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> All of my stress had subsided and I was falling into lust
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> Not sexual lust
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> Something primal and untapped
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> And it feels really good…
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> With Amy taking my place I can not only have my cake, but eat it too!
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> I ran my hooves up and down her side
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> Petting her like a puppy
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“You know what Amy? I think you’re beautiful.”
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> I pressed my greasy hoof into her cheek and dragged it down her neck, around the ball of her shoulder then over her heart
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> I rested it there for a short moment, feeling the throbbing of her organ
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“Wow Amy, you have a very big heart.”
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> “Thanks?”
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“Maybe your power is love?” I winked “I wonder what part you’ll play before…Well…We won’t get into that now. Until then I’m going to need to help you serve your purpose to Equestria.”
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> “What in the world are you talking about?” She was starting to look annoyed
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> I dragged my hoof down to her stomach and began prodding at her organs
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> Liver, kidneys, stomach…
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> They were probably severely damaged from all the fast food
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> Probably inflamed…
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> Fatty and salty too…
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> My heart began to beat faster
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> I gripped her fat tightly
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> The howling of my stomach grew and my heart started beating faster than a wonderbolts wings
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> She's so soft…
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> I grabbed a hunk of her meat in my hoof and squeezed tight as I could
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> my stomach began to roar
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> “Ow!” Amy whined
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> My stomach stopped rumbling and I was taken aback
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> Silence
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> “Why are you pinching me?”
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“You’re such a meaty mare.” I giggled “Don’t worry, just keep eating…”
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> I dug my hoof into her side and began roughly massaging her torso, prodding it into her left kidney
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> Her stomach mumbled gently
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"You feel it too, don’t you?"
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> "Feel what?"
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> I slammed my hoof to her tummy
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"Your stomach is in pain. I know it hurts, but you’ll learn to love it. Soon it will be all you can think of, Stress can make a mare do crazy things.”
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> She rested her hoof over her stomach
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> “What's happening to us?” She whimpered “Are we doomed? Why can’t we control ourselves?”
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> What was she going on about?
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> I don’t know
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> It doesn’t matter
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> Time for her to serve her princess
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“I want a taste.” I demanded
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> “What?”
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> I put my hoof over her breast
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“I want your milk…I need it.”
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> “Princess I can’t...”
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> I shut her up by throwing my hoof over her mouth
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“Shhhh….Obey your princess.” I whispered
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> She looked fearful
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> Yes
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> Fear the princess of foodship…
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> I grabbed her breast and stuck her nipple in my mouth
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> It was unusually hard and tasted salty
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> I Began to suck
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> Coiling my lips around her teat and inhaling deeply
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> I began bobbing my head back and forth
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>Tightly gripping her nipple in with my lips
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> After doing this for a couple minutes her breast began to dribble
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> Small portions of milk discharged in excited bursts
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> It tasted as I expected
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> Sour
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> But despite tasting like sour cream it was satiating my needs and I was rewarded by the depressed gurgles if satisfaction howling from my gut
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> Her breast began to cry and spill its contents into my mouth
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> Her floodgates were opened
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> waves of satisfaction jiggled across my tummy turning my tender fat into a dancing pool of paste like flesh
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> I harshly drained the mare of her calcium
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> She began to moan and squirm, kicking her back legs in frustration
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> When I looked up her eyes were closed tight and she was biting her bottom lip
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> I pulled my mouth away, leaving her nipple soaked in sauces
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> “Twilight…I don’t think I like this.” She whined
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> I pulled myself over her breast and rested my head
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> The sound of her factories were slow and dull
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> Like a machine coming back to life
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> Her milk sat docile in her breasts for far too long
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> I’m going to restart her systems by tugging on her tits until she can’t stop lactating
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> Her breasts will bleed milk for my pleasure
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> And she won’t be able to stop it
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> Her body will be mine
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> I rolled my hoof over her distended belly where the eggs rested
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> She’s so close to breaking
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> And when I start adding stress onto her there won’t be any part of her left to stuff that annoying personality into.
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> Complete control
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> My tummy wriggled at the thought
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> I’ve never felt more alive
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> She will be all mine….
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> And when the time comes….
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> Is this what being a princess i
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> I dug my hoof into her liver and she let out a small cry
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“Shhhh….I’m here for you.”
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> She started to cry
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> “I’m sorry…” She whimpered
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> What's with this crying?
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> It was really ruining the mood
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“What!? What's wrong!?” I snapped
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> “I just feel like I’m losing control. Like…I try so hard but I always fail.”
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> I felt like flipping out on the mare
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> But I kept my composure
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> She knows little of her value
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> “It's not your fault…You may be a unicorn but you’re no Starswirl…You failed at everything because you’re an imposter. You don’t deserve all the chances you’ve had. In the grand scheme of things you’re just another purple pony…Like me! But you know what? That's okay! Because being a purple pony is great. Equestria is a system…A system of purple pony eating princesses! And that's an honour no other pony will ever have. Will you be my purple pony?”
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> She looked confused
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> “What are you even saying anymore!?"
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“I dub thee, student to the princess of foodship! and your first project is to run in the Sugar Mountains election on behalf of the throne!”
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> I’m a genius!
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> “You’re crazy! I’m running in this circus!”
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“Well I can’t run in this election! Ponies here hate me! The fate of Sugar Mountains depends on you! You’re the only mare that can save us!”
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> “Why me? Why do I have to do this?
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"No offense Amy but you're a simple mare. Meaning that ponies will relate to you.”
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> "I doubt it " She grumbled
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> “Amethyst, I believe in you. You’ll make a great candidate.”
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> She hung her head and sighed
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> “Okay princess, if that's what I must do.”
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“Perfect!”
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> The weight of the stress fell from my shoulders
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> Now that Amethyst was running I didn’t have to worry about suffering Celestia's wrath
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> That was her problem now…
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> Whether she wins or loses
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> I’ll be eating well.
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> And for the princess of foodship
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> That's all that matters
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> I rested my hoof over her stomach and smiled back at her
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> “Do you really think I can do this?”
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“Of course you can.”
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> I pulled my hoof up to her face and dragged it along the edge of her bottom lip
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> She didn’t seem to mind
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> Curious
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“You aren’t worried about germs anymore?
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> “What's the point? Look at me. I’m a dumpster fire.”
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“No! You’re not a dumpster fire. You’re my very special student and you’re very pretty.”
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> “Princess please…”
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“You're so cute I could just eat you up!!”
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> I tackled Amy and put my mouth on her stomach and began blowing raspberries
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> She began to giggle
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> “Princess! Stop!” She laughed
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> I placed my hooves over her front legs and locked her in place
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> She looked up at me smiling
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> “What are you gonna do?” She chuckled nervously
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> I placed the edge of my hoof over her heart and slowly pressed down into it
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“Got room in there for one more, honey?”
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> “Ummm…I don’t know? Maybe?”
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> “Are you asking me if I love you again? I’m sorry, but I just don’t feel that way about you.”
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> She pushed my hoof away slowly
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> My eyes were locked on her delicious body
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> I slid myself between her legs and began sucking on her teats
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> “P..Princess! I…I…”
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> Her breathing became quicker
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> I sucked as hard as I could
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> The milk was still sour
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> But after enough sucking she will taste amazing!
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