Little Baggie, Bigger Party [Part 2]


                                            Continued from https://ponepaste.org/3718

                                            >Octavia joined the chorus of cheers rippling across the club as Coloratura left the stage.

                                            >Vinyl pushed through the crowd of ponies to rejoin her, getting in close to shout in her ear.

                                            >"Shots?"

                                            >"Shots!"

                                            >Vinyl grabbed her marefriend's hand and pulled her across the club towards the bar.

                                            >Octavia's head still swam from the sights and sounds of the last performance.

                                            >Her gaze flitted between the throng of dancing, cheering ponies, and Vinyl's chunky butt, wobbling beneath her tail as she dodged through the crowd.

                                            >At the bar, the DJ ordered two tequila shots for herself, and two shots of spiced rum for her partner.

                                            >Vinyl snatched up a glass the moment they arrived, clinked it against Octavia's and dramatically gulped it down.

                                            >Octavia smirked as she picked up her own shot glass and downed it.

                                            >The taste was incredible - cold and spicy, but with a hint of something 'extra' lurking underneath.

                                            >The grey mare licked her lips, not wanting the flavor to leave.


                                            >Vinyl called out from beside her.

                                            >"Good, huh?"

                                            >Octavia nodded in agreement as she gazed at the unicorn.

                                            >The booze and the "B" left her feeling warmer, looser, and somehow 'fuller.'

                                            >And the pulsing strobes from the main stage made it difficult to see things clearly.

                                            >She barely noticed Vinyl's round belly, sagging over her waistband and squishing against the bar counter.

                                            >Or how her hot pants and tube top were struggling to contain her blubbery tits and rear.

                                            >The more experienced club-going unicorn's perception was a bit clearer.

                                            >She grinned with approval at Octavia's newfound potbelly, now bulging against her belted pants.

                                            >Vinyl downed her second shot, then moved in to kiss her.

                                            >The two mares locked lips, the unicorn probing her tongue inside her partner's mouth.

                                            >Octavia moaned softly as she tasted her marefriend's kiss.

                                            >Vinyl leaned over, copping a feel of the mare's slight love handles and softer butt.

                                            >Octavia gasped as she 'tasted' that too.

                                            >Their makeout was interrupted by a cheer as Sapphire Shores arrived on stage.

                                            >Vinyl retreated, gulped down her tequila and pushed herself away from the bar.

                                            >"We'll make a regular out of you yet, Octy. Let's get back out there!"

                                            >The earth pony nodded giddily, downing her other shot and following Vinyl back onto the dance floor.


                                            >Sapphire Shores was already singing, flanked by a pair of background dancers.

                                            >Octavia drank in their seductive moves, the light glinting off their racy, sequined costumes.

                                            >The feel of the roaring, pulsing crowd filled her with pleasure and chased away her inhibitions.

                                            >The mare began bouncing and dancing in time with the audience as the bass kicked in, accelerating into a pulsing house beat.

                                            >Her grey belly sloshed and wobbled in time with the beat, bloating rounder and sagging over her tight leather belt.

                                            >Octavia's swelling tits jiggled heftily against her tightening bra.

                                            >The fishnet top stretched taut against her softening, thickening arms.

                                            >Stitches on her leather pants strained as her thighs and butt expanded.

                                            >Octavia was oblivious as she devoured the sight and sound of Sapphire Shores' music.

                                            >She waved her hands and shook her rump, drunk and lightheaded on the infectious club sound.


                                            >A clearing amidst the throng of raving ponies had opened up.

                                            >Octavia looked across to see a white shape dancing across the dance floor.

                                            >Violet eyes widened as she recognized her marefriend.

                                            >The DJ was now enormous, her belly having tripled in size into a blubbery gut that sloshed and sagged down to her knees.

                                            >Fat jiggly tits spilled freely out of her tube top, now stretched so thin that her nipples were visible.

                                            >Her black hot pants were reduced to a skintight band around her thickened waist that disappeared under her gut.

                                            >Vinyl's flabby ass quaked and swelled, while her blubbery legs threatened to overflow her leggings.

                                            >The mare had acquired a few glow bracelets on her wrists, and one atop her horn.

                                            >Her plump-cheeked face was plastered with a giddy grin as she wobbled her bloated body in time with the music.


                                            >Octavia watched in shock, the spell of the music momentarily broken.

                                            >Vinyl's breathing grew heavy as she struggled to twerk and bounce to the beat.

                                            >Her sloshing gut was still slowly expanding, and she widened her stance to keep her balance.

                                            >Mares and stallions around her cheered and hollered, occasionally reaching in to squeeze her fattened ass or overflowing belly.

                                            >Vinyl gave them all a wink or encouraging cheer.

                                            >Each touch she received seemed to slightly increase her burgeoning weight.

                                            >Onstage, Sapphire Shores was belting out lyrics as the music crescendoed.

                                            >The volume grew deafening, the floorboards of the dance floor vibrating under their hooves.

                                            >Vinyl's eyes shut as she let out an inaudible moan of pleasure, her belly surging outwards in a final hefty BLORP.

                                            >The song climaxed and ended, leaving the club momentarily quiet before a roar of cheers erupted.

                                            >Vinyl recovered herself, then pumped her fat-swaddled arms in the air and cheered along with them.


                                            >Throughout all this Octavia had stood there, transfixed upon her marefriend.

                                            >The dance floor began to clear as Sapphire Shores took a bow and ended her set.

                                            >The DJ mare caught sight of Octavia through the dispersing crowd and waddled over to join her.

                                            >Her softened face was flushed, and her spiky blue mane was damp with sweat.

                                            >Octavia finally stuttered out a sentence.

                                            >"V-Vinyl...what happened to you?"

                                            >"It's the B, babe!"

                                            >"You're HUGE!"

                                            >The unicorn flashed a guilty smile.

                                            >"Yeah, that last track was wicked! I'm definitely bigger than last time."

                                            >The earth pony struggled to process her friend's new size.

                                            >Vinyl, still smiling, pointed a chubby finger towards her.

                                            >"Looks like you've enjoyed the music too, Octy."


                                            >Octavia followed her finger down to her middle, mouth falling open in disbelief.

                                            >"Oh, Celestia!"

                                            >The mare reached down to feel the rounded blubber belly now sagging over her waistband.

                                            >She spun around, probing her thickened rear and chunky thighs, blushing profusely.

                                            >As she fretted, Vinyl pressed herself against her back.

                                            >"Why are you all red? I'm the real fatass..."

                                            >The unicorn smirked, giving the top of her bloated gut a gentle pat.

                                            >Octavia grimaced as she found her belt had popped undone beneath her gut.

                                            >Her clothes felt skintight, the fishnets around her tits and arms now digging in around her newfound flab.

                                            >"Vinyl, we have to stop...we're so big...we'll pop right out of our clothes...!"

                                            >"Oh, relax."

                                            >The unicorn gave her arm a reassuring pinch.

                                            >"You're wearing that outfit I picked out for you, right?"

                                            >Octavia nodded meekly, still prodding her belly in disbelief.

                                            >"Then you should be fine. They're a special order, extra stretchy."


                                            >"Besides, you really want to stop now?"

                                            >Before she could answer, the unicorn spun her around and enveloped her in an extra squishy hug.

                                            >Octavia gasped as she felt herself squish into Vinyl's blubbery body.

                                            >She could still 'taste' the feeling of her marefriend's softness.

                                            >And her lips meeting Vinyl's for a passionate kiss.

                                            >And the DJ's hands wrapping around her thickened middle, squeezing at her chubby ass.

                                            >The B was still at work, and every sensation felt incredible.

                                            >Surprise and panic washed away, replaced by warmth and pleasure.

                                            >By the time Vinyl released her, she couldn't think of stopping.


                                            >Vinyl took a step back, then wiped the sweat off her brow.

                                            >"I'm gonna go get some water. Stay here, okay?"

                                            >Octavia nodded, and her blubbery marefriend waddled off through the crowd.

                                            >Ponies were starting to crowd back onto the dance floor.

                                            >It was time for the third set - Songbird Serenade, the night's headliner.

                                            >Cheers cascaded through the crowd as the singer appeared onstage.

                                            >The house lights shifted, spotlighting her.

                                            >Octavia strode closer, not wanting to miss a thing.

                                            >Her mouth almost watered in anticipation of the 'taste' to come.


                                            >Songbird's set started slow, calling out vocals over a synth-laden cello solo.

                                            >Octavia threw up a hand with the rest of the crowd, thrilled at the sound of her favorite instrument.

                                            >She drank in the cheers and the haunting melody as it shifted into a bouncy pop tune.

                                            >The mare felt completely uninhibited, and hungry to feel every sight and sound around her.

                                            >She danced frenetically, bouncing and thrusting and pumping her fists to the beat.

                                            >Her body swelled as the B packed on pounds with each passing second.

                                            >Octavia's belly surged outwards, jiggling and rolling frantically in time with the music.

                                            >Stitches popped as her ass and thighs spilled out of her skintight pants.

                                            >Her fishnet top stretched and tore as it failed to contain her expanding arms and sloshing tits.

                                            >Octavia barely noticed that her clothes were splitting.

                                            >The sensation of the skintight fabric against her body only seemed to intensify the pleasure.

                                            >She continued dancing even after her pants split, exposing a stretch of her blubbery butt to the crowd.


                                            >Songbird Serenade finished her first song, then launched into the second.

                                            >Octavia continued dancing.

                                            >Her swelling frame pushed her thighs apart and slowed her motions into a flailing waddle.

                                            >Stitches continued to pop and tear, exposing more and more of her to the club.

                                            >A hand reached out from the crowd and SMACKED her exposed rear.

                                            >Octavia could only gasp at the sensation, which caused her whole butt to quiver.

                                            >She couldn't even think about being mad that some random pony had groped her.

                                            >Instead, the mare stuck out her ass and twerked it as hard as she could.

                                            >But the sloshing weight of her B-bloated butt threw her off balance.

                                            >Octavia fell backwards onto the dance floor.

                                            >She gasped as the impact rippled through her flab, inducing a wave of pleasure.


                                            >"You okay?"

                                            >A stallion shouted in her ear; Octavia nodded and waved him away.

                                            >She could barely see the stage now, but still felt every note and sound around her.

                                            >Warm fullness rippled through her as the B enhanced it all.

                                            >Octavia sat mouth agape, desperate to 'eat' every sight and sound from Songbird's performance.

                                            >Her senses gorged on the blasting music, the pulsing lights and the raucous, waving crowd.

                                            >Grey flesh spilled in all directions as her belly inflated between her legs.

                                            >Her ass swelled out behind her, cutie marks stretching and tripling in size.

                                            >The tattered remains of her stretch pants clung tightly to her thickening thighs.

                                            >Octavia's bra popped apart, exposing her plumpening breasts.

                                            >Pudgy grey arms reached out to fondle her tits and belly, adding touch to the sensory feast of light and sound.

                                            >The mare gasped and shuddered as she wobbled and expanded amidst the crowd of dancing ponies.

                                            >Beneath all the flab, her body writhed in orgasmic pleasure as it was stuffed with sensation.

                                            >The strobing colors and deafening beats blurred together into an overwhelming tide of joy.

                                            >Songbird Serenade called out the last few lyrics to her final song.

                                            >Octavia screamed silently as she was rocked by orgasm, one last surge of growth bloating out her tits, ass and gut.

                                            >She panted, flushed and dripping sweat as the song ended and the audience cheered wildly.

                                            >Senses slowly returned to normal and her vision cleared.

                                            >The B was finally wearing off.


                                            >"Damn, Octy. You okay?"

                                            >The earth pony turned her head to see Vinyl peering down at her over the swell of her own blubber belly.

                                            >*hic* *hic* "Mmm-hmm..." *hic*

                                            >"Sensory overload on your first trip. Bad luck, I guess."

                                            >Vinyl's concerned frown turned to a sly grin.

                                            >"But it was fun, wasn't it?"

                                            >Octavia nodded, chin wobbling as she caught her breath, and mumbled something.

                                            >"Huh?"

                                            >The unicorn carefully bent over, bringing an ear closer.

                                            >"More..."

                                            >"Hmm...you sure?"

                                            >Vinyl's grin cracked wider.

                                            >"Well, then you're in luck. Look what I scored while you were bloating out."

                                            >She reached between her now-enormous tits and retrieved another baggie with two blue pills inside.

                                            >Octavia stared hungrily at the new dose of B, then back at her marefriend.

                                            >Countess Coloratura would be returning for an encore any minute.

                                            >The night was still young, and there was still so much to taste.