Farm Fresh Beats

 

“Aw yea, get ready for this!” The mare screamed as she jumped from the fog and slammed her hooves on her turntable. The air was filled with the satisfying thump of bass and the mesmerizing sounds of techno. Vinyl Scratch smiled and stared at the crowd through her reflective shades. Her magic was already at work, flipping switches and twisting dials as her hooves guided the records onto her table. She was one with her music, flowing with the tempo and shaking her rump to the beat.

 

“I'm loving this crowd! Can you scream for me!” She smirked as she leaned over and took a huge chug of her cider. “Ohh, I'm LOVING this booze!” Vinyl knocked back the cup and grinned as the warm fuzzies tingled through her skin. “One more!” She held up her cup in triumph as a full one was placed in her hooves. The crowd loved it, keeping pace with the mad deejay as the music and booze flowed through the crazy show.

 

Soon, the whole place was a blur as too much cider was sloshing around in Vinyl's gut. She belched right into her mic, letting out a primal roar as she reached for another cup. If it wasn't for the turntable, the wasted mare would have fallen over already. She struggled to breathe as she put her last song up. “Gimme....gimme a shout!” Vinyl shuddered as she felt a dry heave rock her body. “Oh gosh...I'm...I'm gonna lie down.”

 

The floor rushed towards Vinyl's face as she bent down and retched. A tech slammed a bucket down in a panic as the poor mare shoved her face into it. Everypony cheered as Vinyl vacated her stomach to her last song, mindlessly going with the flow. Vinyl shuddered as she pushed the bucket away before slumping to the ground.

 

Her set done, the techs aided the drunk mare off stage and let her rest while they set up for the next show. Vinyl blinked as she struggled to keep her head on straight. “Damn...Can't remember the last time I did that.” She giggled, wiping off her mouth as she struggled to levitate another bottle of cider to her lips. “Come here, baby. Momma isn't done with you yet!”

 

Before she could uncap her cider, a firm hoof yanked it out of the air. “Nope.” He spoke softly as the giant red stallion put the bottle down. “Awww, you're killing the mood, red. C'mon, just a sip.” He shook his head and picked up Vinyl with ease. “Nope. Rest time.” Vinyl felt the world spin as he placed her upon his back and walked out from backstage.

 

The night was quiet, away from all the noise and screams of the concert. Vinyl struggled in vain as her booze addled mind refused to work. “Lemme go. I can walk.” The red stallion giggled as he set Vinyl down, only for her to slump over onto the ground. “See? I GOT it.” Vinyl sat there on the ground wiggling her hooves. “Am...I'm moving, right? Everything is so spinny...” Her stomach lurched as the stallion picked her up and resumed walking.

 

“Where ya staying?” He asked. Vinyl bit her lip as she struggled to remember. “Where we at again? Cloudsdale?” Another giggle. “Nope. Ponyville.” Vinyl gasped as she remembered. “Oh yea! I live here.” The stallion stopped as he gestured to the closest house. “Here?” Vinyl shook her head. “Nah, not there....I...um...”

 

“I forgot.” Vinyl sighed as she giggled to herself. Her savior sighed as he turned around. “You can spend the night with me. Y'all need something to eat, anyway.” Vinyl continued giggling as the stallion veered off from the town and headed towards a bunch of apple trees. “Ohh, I see. You wanna see if the sexy deejay will give you a blowy for saving her.”

 

She leaned up and whispered into his ear. “I just miiiiiiight” She teased. His blush lit up the night as he cut through the apple orchard and approached a farm house. “We're home. I'll set ya down and get you something to eat.” Vinyl Scratch felt her stomach flip as she was pulled into the air and placed in a chair.

 

“Ugh...I dunno if food is gonna agree with me right now.” She moaned. A plate was pushed in front of her, the sweet smell of apple pie wafting in the air. “Ohh...smells good.” Vinyl moaned as she reached out with her hooves and crammed a big wad of pie into her face. Her new friend chuckled as she at like a foal, stuffing as much food as she could into her mouth. “Maaaan, that hits the spot.” Vinyl smiled as she rubbed her tummy. “Got any more?”

 

The pie tin was pushed in front of her, revealing half a pie awaiting her. Vinyl lunged at it, filling her belly up with the rest of the pie. Vinyl licked her hooves clean as she chugged a glass of milk. “Damn...that was the best pie I've ever had.” The stallion smiled as he cleaned up her mess. “Made it myself. An Apple always knows how to make a good pie.”

 

Vinyl put down the empty glass and stared at the stallion. She flipped up her shades and took her first real look at her new friend. “Oh! Yer that fella that makes apples...Apple Blast? Err..umm.” He chuckled as he helped Vinyl to her hooves. “Big Mac. C'mon, lets get you to bed.” He helped Vinyl Scratch to his room and tucked her into his bed.

 

“Where are you gonna sleep? I don't mind shariiiinng.” Vinyl giggled as Big Mac stepped back. “Nope. Gonna sleep downstairs. You rest up, now. I've never seen a pony drink so much.” He shut the door being him, leaving Vinyl to her drunken thoughts. The intoxicated mare felt her body grow heavy in the comfort of bed, forcing her eyes closed as sleep overpowered her.

 

“Breakfast!” The scream of an elderly mare jolted Vinyl Scratch awake. Panic set in as she leaned up and found herself in an unfamiliar bed. “Wha...where in Equestria am I?” No sooner had she sat up did a massive migraine force her back into bed. “Ow! Ow ow ow owwwww.” Vinyl Scratch struggled to cast the numbing spell over herself, sighing as the pain softened from mind blowing to tolerable. Mouth dry, head throbbing and stomach empty, Vinyl slowly stepped out of bed and walked downstairs.

 

“Ah, yer awake. Need anything?” Big Mac smiled as Vinyl took a seat. “Water...asprin...please?” She croaked out. A hard cough sent her body reeling as the pain returned. A large pitcher of water was put on the table for her. Vinyl grabbed it with both hooves and chugged, moaning as the aches began to fade away properly.

 

“Sheesh, little missy. Never seen a mare so hung over before.” A green, elderly mare smiled as she set another plate on the table. “Big Mac says you had a little too much fun last night. Stay for breakfast?” Vinyl shrugged as she set down the empty pitcher. “Um...okay.” Vinyl suddenly felt out of place in the cozy little house full of rural comforts.

 

It wasn't long till the whole family was downstairs, chatting happily and eating their fill. Vinyl moaned with every bite at the apple flavored pancakes, licking every crumb and drop of syrup off her lips. She happily took seconds, matching the impressive appetites of the apple family. Her stomach was nice and full as she slipped out of her chair.

 

“As nice as it was to visit, I should get going before I overstay my welcome.” Big Mac cleared his throat as he walked her out. “Um...uhh...” Vinyl giggled as she caught his blush through his coat. “Go ahead, big boy. Least I can do I lend an ear for ya.” He smiled before taking a breath. “I'm...I'm a big fan of yours. I'll see ya at the concert tonight.”

 

Vinyl giggled as she pulled up her shades. “No way...a big, tough farmer boy likes techno? Never would have guessed.” She smiled as she pushed down her shades. “Let the crew know who you are. Big Mac has an all access pass thanks to me.” The farmer smiled as wide as he could. “I'll be there as soon as my chores are done!” He jumped for joy as he rushed off towards the orchards.

 

True to his word, Big Mac was there just as the sun was setting. Vinyl Scratch gave him the full tour, smiling and giggling as they walked around. Big Mac was bursting with joy as he learned all the ins and outs of her concerts. “Cider?” She offered as she uncapped a bottle. “Maybe one. Don't want a repeat of last night.”

 

“Yea, but I got to sleep in your bed because of it.” Vinyl teased as she knocked back a good chug. Big Mac blushed as he looked down at his hooves. “Well...you could always come over even if you aren't drunk or hung over.” Vinyl giggled as she slugged Mac in the shoulder. “Aw, are you trying to hit on me?” The shy farmer sputtered and stepped back as Vinyl laughed.

 

“Hey, no harm in trying. How about this, I'll come over for another slice of pie after the show.” Big Mac smiled as the technicians flagged down Vinyl. “Hey, showtime in five. Tell your boyfriend to hang out in the back, okay?” Both ponies blushed as Vinyl took her place on stage. “Enjoy the show, Mac.” She called out as the announcer ran out on stage.

 

Vinyl was tipsy as she walked in a zig-zag pattern alongside Big Mac. She was talking a mile a minute, giggling up a storm as Big Mac smiled and listened. They slipped into the farmhouse as quietly as they could as Big Mac served up another pie.

 

“Ohh yea, gimmie!” Vinyl moaned as she dug in. Her empty belly growled in delight as the sugary sweet pie was shoveled into her tummy. Big Macintosh watched her eat, blushing as she devoured the whole pie by herself. “This food is way too good. I could get used to this.” Vinyl winked. She gasped as another pie was pushed in front of her. “Hey, you sure? I don't wanna be a moocher or anything.”

 

“Trade you an autograph for a pie.” Big Mac smiled as he pulled out a small poster. “Deal!” Vinyl giggled as she quickly signed her name in big letters. She put down the pen and resumed eating, moaning in delight as her chubby belly swelled with every bite. Vinyl burped as she finished her second pie. “Damn, that hit the spot. I'm stuffed!”

 

The ritual continued for the rest of the week. Vinyl partied on stage while Big Mac watched from backstage, only for her to slip away to the apple house for pies. Big Macintosh had a never ending supply of snacks from pies to fritters and ever apple cupcakes. Vinyl ate them all up with greed, smiling with every bite. Big Macintosh got a second show every night as her stomach bloated bigger and bigger, overflowing with soft chub as Vinyl never turned down a meal.

 

There was an increase of her bouncy booty for the crowd on the final day of the concery. Viny;s tummy and rear never stopped jiggling, making it hard for Big Mac to concentrate on the music. He started at her rump all night, blushing as Vinyl peeked at him and smiled. Her sweaty, chubby body rubbed against Big Mac as they headed back to the apple house one last time.

 

“So...is this it?” Big Mac frowned as they headed inside. “Is what it? Did you run out of pie or something?” Vinyl was worried as her tummy was already growling for food. “I mean, tonight was the last night of the concert. You're probably gonna rush off to some other town and play for somepony else.”

 

Vinyl scoffed as she sat down. “Probably, but I mean, that's my job. Are we gonna stop being friends just cause I gotta go work?” Big Mac sighed as he offered her a tray of cupcakes. “No, of course not...I don't WANT you to go.” Big Mac pushed his chair close to Vinyl. “Oh....OH!” Vinyl blushed mid bite. “You...um....LIKE me, don't you?” Vinyl fidgeted in her seat as she reached for Big Mac's hoof.

 

“I've had lots of fun this week...nopony else would have done what you did when I was drunk out of my mind...” Her eyes drifted down towards her pudgy belly and she smirked. “Not to mention all the food. You've been VERY generous with it.” Big Mac gulped as he felt Vinyl's tummy rub against him. “So generous that I've turned into a big, flabby butterball. I know you've been staring, Mac.”

 

Big Mac felt sweat pouring down his face. “Do you like it when I eat and get fatter?” Vinyl smiled as she reached out and grabbed a cupcake. She stuffed it in her mouth and moaned, making a big show of swallowing it and rubbing her tummy. Big Mac couldn't help it as he gazed down at her stomach. “Well, I kinda like being spoiled like this. Wont you spoil me more?”

 

She placed a cupcake into his hooves and opened her mouth. Big Mac eased it in, allowing her to chew and swallow it all up. Vinyl sucked the crumbs off his hoof before letting him grab another. They stayed up all night, Big Mac feeding Vinyl more and more food until she was fit to burst. She pulled him to bed, giggling as he stared at her rump all the way there until they were cuddling in his bed. Vinyl was the little spoon, cooing in delight as Big Mac rubbed her full tummy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Months had passed since that final night at the concert. Vinyl moved in to the apple house to spend more time with Big Mac. More time meant more food, allowing Vinyl to glut herself on tasty apple treats at all hours of the day. The unicorn often looked pregnant as she waddled about with a stuffed gut sloshing around with fattening food.

 

Her thighs and rump widened out, her face grew chubby and plump, her belly swelled and swelled, never finding a proper limit. Big Mac watched with glee as she grew fatter and fatter, shuddering as her stomach began to slide against the floor. Every bite she took was followed by a loving rub or pinch from Big Mac as he worshiped her body.

 

Vinyl had grown so large that she had to take shelter in the barn. The only bed that would cushion her obesity was large piles of hay. Neither Mac or Vinyl minded. All it meant was more privacy from the rest of the apples for feedings and other “activities”. Big Mac walked into the barn and smiled as Vinyl was busy stuffing herself with her second lunch while resting on her back.

 

“Got any more room?” He asked as he slid a massive platter of cakes and cookies next to the giant mare. She belched proudly as she rubbed what little of her gut she could reach. “Heck yea! Lemme just grab it...” Her magic levitated the food above her head alongside the rest of her meals. She chomped down on it all with massive bites all while Big Mac rubbed her massive tummy.

 

“Yer so sexy.” Big Mac blushed as he pushed his hooves into her gut. Vinyl moaned through her bites, her belly rippling as it gurgled and digested all the food crammed into it. Big Mac moaned as he felt his cock press into her gut while he listened to the lullaby of sloshing and churning inside her belly. “Oh yea? Prove it, little stallion.” Vinyl teased as she used her magic to lift him up.

 

His cock pressed against her belly, making them both moan and gasp in delight. Vinyl ate even faster, forcing herself bigger and bigger for him. Big Mac mindlessly thrust his hips until he felt himself slide deep into her belly. Vinyl gasped, nearly dropping all of her food. “You...you're in my...belly button.” Vinyl shuddered, biting her lip as she continued to eat.

 

Big Mac gave another thrust, making Vinyl whine in need. “Oh...oh gosh...Keep thrusting like that!” She begged. Another push, another massive bite. Vinyl's face was covered in sweat and her lips were stained with frosting as she continued to eat like a pig. Big Mac moaned as he squeezed her tummy around his cock. A glob of pre splattered into her belly button, making it even easier to fuck her.

 

“Oh gosh....oh fuuuuuuck.” Vinyl moaned. Her whole body was rocking and shaking, a giant while ocean of fat. Big Mac pushed himself as deep as he could, biting his lip as warm, sweaty flesh milked his cock hard. Both ponies cried out as an orgasm him them hard. Vinyl continued to jiggle and vibrate with every hard moan, forcing another hot blast of cum from Big Macintosh. His cum overflowed her belly button, oozing out and running down her gigantic tummy.

 

Exhausted, Big Macintosh eased himself up and lay upon his lover. “More food?” He asked as he plucked a treat out from Vinyl's magical grasp. Big Mac didn't wait for a reply as he crammed a slice of pie into her mouth. Vinyl moaned with every swallow, rubbing her messy, bloated gut as it continued to expand and fatten. “Someone is ready for round two.” She teased as Big Mac was “poking” her once more. Big Mac smiled as he got into position. Good thing he finished all his chores today. No way he was done by a long shot.