The Special Dinner

by Nightmare Jordan

Rating: teen
Tags: Comedy, Random
Length: 10010

Soarin’, Shining Armor, Big Macintosh, Thunderlane, Caramel, Hoity Toity, Fancy Pants, Braeburn, Prince Blueblood, and Flash Sentry are all invited to a dinner party at the Princess's Castle in Canterlot.

Soarin’, Shining Armor, Big Macintosh, Thunderlane, Caramel, Hoity Toity, Fancy Pants, Braeburn, Prince Blueblood, and Flash Sentry are all invited to a dinner party at the Princess's Castle in Canterlot. But they become victims of a scheme set up by Discord for his new hobby, FATTENING UP STALLIONS much to their horror. Now they will be force feed and become obese. I bet this will be a dinner that they will never forget. And also the words that are highlighted with Rainbow Dash's color or green are the website of what they are supposed to sound like and/or look like.

A story of ponies becoming fat and passing gas.

Rated Teen for cursing, farts, and fat and butt fetish.

The reason why I'm writing this because I love Fat Furs and Fat MLP characters.

This is my first story on FIMFiction. I hope you'll like it.

P.S. If you are invited to a dinner party and the invitation says "I hope you will like everything that we will serve for you", don't come. And I know chapter 1 isn't good, so I will make the chapters even better. And also chapters 2 and 3 have been edited.

P.S.S. I have chosen to have Discord fatten two ponies at a time per chapter.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-05-28 02:09:57 UTC

Chapter 1

In Canterlot, a blue stallion was walking down the busy street, his messy wind blown mane waving slightly in the breeze. His name was Soarin’ and he was feeling very happy with himself. The reason was that he was invited to a special dinner in Canterlot for stallions only.

A party without mares is fine with him, but when he told Spitfire at the Wonderbolts Headquarters that mares were not allowed at the dinner party, she was furious.

“WHAT?! No mares allowed?!”, she yelled so loud that everypony in the cafeteria heard her and turned to look at the two famous Wonderbolts in all of Equestria.

“Oh come on, Spitfire. A party without mares is not that big of a deal”, said Soarin’, trying to calm her down and he was also trying not to wet himself.

“Well for your information, a party that mares are not allowed sounds really sexist to me!”, Spitfire yelled again and stormed out of the cafeteria in a rage.

Everypony was scared a little, they know what Spitfire is like when she’s angry and they know better not to make her angry. Soarin’ sighed sadly, he wasn’t happy when he accidentally hurt Spitfire’s feelings.

They have been friends since childhood and they do everything together, but this time Soarin’ has to go somewhere without Spitfire. He walked out of the cafeteria and went on his way to Canterlot and to the party. He soon came back from that flashback and took out the invitation again and it said,

Dear Soarin’,

You are invited to a dinner party at Princess Celestia’s Castle in Canterlot. It will be on this Saturday at 3:00 p.m. at the ballroom. I hope you will like everything that we will serve for you. And this is a stallion only party, so you can’t bring any mares or children with you. I hope you will be at the party.

P.S. We also have your favorite desert, Apple Pie and we have a pile of it ;)

Soarin’ put the invitation back in his saddlebag and we all know what he’s like when it comes to the thought and site of pie.

“Mmmmmm, Pie,” said Soarin’ happily and he started drooling over the thought of pie.

He could see it now, pies everywhere in the ballroom, he started to eat them, he ate, and ate, and ate, until he was fat as a dragon who had eaten a thousand gems in one day. It was beautiful, until when he had finished fantasizing his love for pie, he noticed a crowd of ponies staring at him.

The ponies started saying, “Is that Soarin’?” and “Oh my, is he.........drooling? How revolting!” Soarin’ was very embarrassed, he blushed into a deep shade of red. He could see the tall, for the most part, silent white palace looming in the distance as Soarin pushed through the chaotic crowd and flew to the castle without a word.

Just as Soarin’ arrived at the castle, he surprised to find that there were no guards at the gate. He started to worry with the thought that ‘without anypony guarding the gates of the castle, what will happen to the Princesses, Celestia and Luna?’ He ran into castle to find anypony of the Royal Guard, but everywhere he looked, he couldn’t find anypony of the Royal Guard. Soarin’ gave up and decided to go to ballroom to have that special dinner, when he arrived at the doors to the ballroom, he was surprised to see Shining Armor, Big Macintosh (most ponies call him Big Mac), Thunderlane, Caramel, Hoity Toity, Fancy Pants, Braeburn, Prince Blueblood, and Flash Sentry waiting for the doors to open.

Soarin’ trotted towards them, the nine waiting stallions turned to him.

“You’re all invited there too?”, he asked.

They all said “Yes” and Big Mac said “Eeyup”. “We’ve been waiting for five minutes”, said Braeburn, “But the doors won’t open.”  “This is ridiculous”, Blueblood complained, “I am Princess Celestia’s nephew! I don’t deserve to wait this long.”

Hoity Toity grew tired of waiting too, he started to knock on the doors and he said in his fancy accent “Come on. Come on. We haven’t got all day.”

Fancy Pants checked his watch, it was 3:06, and he said “I’m going to have to agree with Hoity, it’s 3:06, and the party should have started by now.”

Everypony else agreed, they all started arguing about not being let in yet. Braeburn began banging on the lock doors to the ballroom,

“C’mon I’m hungry and I haven’t ate anything since breakfast!”, he complained.

“I’m more hungry than you are, cous”, replied Big Mac.

Shining Armor was just about to join argument, until something came up on his mind,

‘Where are the Princesses and the entire Royal Guard’, he thought.

He then asked, “Has anypony seen the Princesses and any member of the Royal Guard”, that got everypony’s attention and they all had confused looks on their faces. Caramel was the first to speak,

“Now that you mentioned it, I haven’t seen any of the Royal Guard when I arrived at the castle.” “Same there, I haven’t seen any of them either”, said Thunderlane.

“Could they be on vacation?”, suggested Flash Sentry.

“I don’t think so, their vacation is not in three months”, said Shining Armor.

“Where are your aunts, Blueblood”, asked Soarin’.

“Well, I do remember Aunt Celestia has gone to Ponyville for royal business, she won’t be back till tonight. And Aunt Luna is asleep in her chamber, and she can’t be disturbed”, Blueblood replied.

Everypony started to get worried, then the doors to the ballroom opened, the ten stallions turned to the doors, and out walked another stallion. He had a brown coat, a black mane and tail, a white mane tuft, red eyes, and was dressed as a butler.

“Good afternoon, gentlemen”, he said, “I am so sorry for the six minute wait. But, I had some things to do in there, like preparing the food, the tables, and................other things to make this dinner special. Now, right this way please”, he said with a slight grin.

Soarin’, Shining Armor, Big Macintosh, Thunderlane, Caramel, Hoity Toity, Fancy Pants, Braeburn, Prince Blueblood, and Flash Sentry all entered the ballroom, it was dark, and they couldn’t see anything.

Suddenly, they heard the sounds of chains and multiple clicks coming from their front and back legs.

“Hey, what’s going on? I can’t move my legs!”, cried Flash Sentry. Everypony else tried to move, but they couldn’t.

“I demand an explanation for this!”, Blueblood ordered.

“Yeah! What the hay gives?!”, cried Braeburn. Then, a spotlight turned on and right in front of them, was the butler pony. He had an evil grin on his face.

“YOU! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY LEGS?!”, yelled Hoity Toity to the mysterious butler stallion. The answer then came when spotlights shone down on the ponies and reveled the reason why they couldn’t move because shackles had fasten their legs.

Blueblood was furious, “TELL ME YOUR NAME, SO I CAN THROW YOUR ARSE IN THE DARKEST CELL OF THE DUNGEONS, YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!!!!”

At that moment, the butler started to change shape and with a bright flash, he reveled his true form, a Draconequus, and we all know who he is, don’t we?

End of Chapter 1

Chapter 2: Shining Armor and Prince Blueblood

“DISCORD!” cried the shackled stallions in surprise and shock.

“Good, so you all know my name," said Discord in amusement. He didn’t expect some ponies that haven’t seen him before to know his name. “You all must have heard of me when you were all just small little colts.”

“Well, duh!” said Caramel sarcastically, “How could I forget that you transformed my hometown of Ponyville into Chaosville!”, remembering the time when Discord took over Ponyville and turned it into a living hell for the citizens by hypnotizing them do to things that he finds amusing like making them act like dogs or making them the opposite of what they really are, until the users of the Elements of Harmony turned him back into stone.

“Ah yes, good times,” said Discord happily remembering the whole thing.

“So it was YOU who invited us to this so called dinner party!” Big Macintosh said with a scowl on his face, Shining Armor was the next pony to speak.

“And you must be responsible for the disappearance of the Canterlot Royal Guard!”

“Bingo, Bingo!” cried Discord with joy and delight while doing a summersault in midair.

Flash Sentry who is a member of the Crystal Empire’s Royal Guard didn’t hesitate to give Discord a piece of his mind and asked, “Why have you invited us and shackled us, and more importantly, what have you done to the Canterlot Royal Guard?!”

Discord laughed, “Well if you are so keen of finding out, I have invited all of you specifically for my new hobby, I had to shackle you all so you all wont escape, and the Royal Guard have also fell victims to my new hobby.”

“What kind of hobby?” asked Fancy Pants.

Then with an evil grin, Discord snapped his lion paw fingers which turned on the lights and revealed huge stacks of pies, doughnuts, cake, apple fritters, all kinds of treats, and finally tanks of milk and lard.

Then Discord snapped his fingers again, this time he opened the curtains and out of the ballroom windows, in the garden, were the ponies of the Royal Guard, earth, unicorn, and pegasus alike. But they was something different about them, they were fat and huge, they had no armor on due to their large amount of fat but still had their helmets on, their bellies were massive, their legs were as thick as tree trunks, their asses were huge, cheeks as round as exercise balls, and they had flabby cheeks and two chins on their faces. They were moaning and groaning due to being fat, heavy, and not having fit bodies anymore. Suddenly,

*FFFPPRRFFFFTT!*

The fart was loud and foul, very foul. It had the smell of rotten eggs and was so loud that everypony in the garden heard it.

“Who was it this time?” sighed a grey unicorn guard, they all had been farting all day and they were getting tired of it. The fart came from a pegasus royal guard. He had a blue mane, a white coat, and.....wait why am I even describing him? We all know what they look like, don’t we? Anyway, his name was Silver Blade and he was blushing with embarrassment.

“Sorry, but I can’t help it. What did Discord put in the food?” he groaned. Silver Blade then turned over and landed on his stomach. Now his massive bottom was showing, it wobbled like a huge pile of jello due to the impact, and that’s not all.

“Oh not again,” he groaned as his stomach gurgled uncomfortably. The impact also caused a reaction in his ballooned stomach.

Silver Blade clamped his ass shut tight so that the gas wouldn’t escape in an uncouth way. His stomach began to rumble loudly making more gas in his body.

*BLOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRGGGGGHHH!*

Soon he began to fell a huge pressure in his bowels, which slowly forced its way into his colon, which made him very uncomfortable. Silver Blade tried to hold it in for as long as he could, his eyes screwed shut, he even clamped his ass even tighter, he could only gasp when he failed miserably.

*FFFFFFPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTT*

Back in the ballroom, Soarin’, Shining Armor, Big Macintosh, Thunderlane, Caramel, Hoity Toity, Fancy Pants, Braeburn, Prince Blueblood, and Flash Sentry all looked at each other with frightened looks on their faces. They know what Discord is going to do to them and they had a bad feeling in their stomachs and in their heads.

“You mean you’re gonna...,” said Braeburn in fear.

“That’s right”,said Discord, “I’m going to feed all of you all larger and larger, until I’ll stop when you are all big as I want you to be. But I’m going to do two at a time. And I choose the royal ponies first.” He snapped his fingers and made cages appear, hanging on the ceiling, he snapped his fingers again, and this time the stallions except Shining Armor and Blueblood were teleported into the cages, still shackled.

Hoity Toity and Fancy Pants were disgusted by the way they were treated just now, to be locked up in a cage was certainly undignified.

“Well I never!” Hoity Toity exclaimed.

“How dare you!” Fancy Pants yelled to Discord, “Did your mother and father ever teach manners?!”

Discord looked up and yelled back, “They did but I just don’t tend to use them!” He turned to the shackled princes, he then levitated two cakes with his magic, they were big and looked delicious, vanilla frosting, strawberry frosting on the sides and the round curves, and had cherries on the strawberry frosting and on the top.

They looked very expensive, and exactly what high-class ponies would eat. He smiled at a terrified Blueblood and an angry Shining Armor.

“I fully understand your fear of getting dirty, Blueblood, but you got to stop being a pussy and get over it. And you Shining Armor, what would Cadance think of you when she sees how much of a lardass you will be? I think she will leave you and marry me.”

Shining Armor and Blueblood were furious! To think that Discord say such things to the princes, Shining Armor loved Cadance and the thought of Discord marrying her, that’s just sick. And you know how much Blueblood is concerned about his appearance, the thought of a ruined mane and a dirty coat, he wouldn’t get over it, not even in his sleep.

As the two princes opened their mouths to reply, the cakes magically zoomed towards them, splattering all over their handsome faces.

“Bluh-*cough*-HEY!” exclaimed Shining Armor.

“Ewww...! *cough* Uh, I just had myself groomed,” cried Blueblood in horror.

Suddenly, before they could say anything else, the mess on their faces began to move. Crumbs, chunks of cake, and frosting were sliding into their mouths, even the chunks of cake on the floor were forced into their mouths.

“Hgurrk!” choked the princes as the cakes were forced down their throats and into their stomachs, which started to swell due to being fed a whole sweet baked dessert.

“Oh I’m sorry, is the cake choking you? All you need is a drink......Nah! You’ll both be fine. How about something else?” Discord levitated one hundred doughnuts beside him as he stepped towards them. Shining Armor and Blueblood tried to pull away, but they failed due to the shackles that kept them firmly in place.

Discord forced Shining Armor’s and Blueblood’s mouths open with his magic and began shoveling them into their mouths, barely giving them little time to chew as he crammed doughnut after doughnut in their mouths.

“Do you both like them? You should, because they were baked by the master of doughnut baking, Donut Joe! They are the best in all of Equestria. And do you I have the money to buy all of those treats? Well no, I stole them from his shop not too far from there,” he said, telling them where he got them.

Meanwhile at Donut Joe’s bakery, “SON OF A BITCH, DISCORD JUST STOLE MA DOUGHNUTS!” Donut Joe yelled, after reading a note he found on the counter of his shop that is now out of stock and judging by his predicament, it will take like all day to replace all that stock.

Back at the palace, there was a horrible smell coming from the garden because of all those farts from the Royal Guard stallions, it even started to spread into the city, when everpony in the streets smelt it, they held their noses and started to run into their houses, apartments, and any other buildings to get away from the smell.

Inside the ballroom, Discord was still stuffing Shining Armor and Blueblood with the doughnuts that he stole from Donut Joe. Slowly, Shining Armor and Blueblood had a bloating feeling as their once athletic bellies swelling from the delicious treats, developing a paunch, and they were not enjoying it. Discord however was enjoying himself enormously, seeing the two princes’ uncomfort of being fattened and he could still hear the royal guard ponies moaning and passing gas outside, he thought it was absolute chaos and wished that the fun will never end! He walked up to Shining Armor and Blueblood and stroked their growing stomachs.

“Awww, are Shiny-winy and Bluey-wuey getting full?” he cooed.

Shining Armor and Blueblood couldn’t say anything because of all those round pastries in their mouths, their bellies were growing nearly to the size of exercise balls, they looked pregnant with  at least quintuplets already!

“This is so unfair,” Blueblood said in his head in panic. “I’m a prince! I am also the great great great great great great great great great great great and well probably even more greats nephew of Princess Celestia and Princess Luna, on their mother’s side, about fifty-two times removed! I shouldn’t be treated like THIS!” His panicked words in his head now turned to anger and rage. “I’ll see to it, that my aunts will banish his sorry ass from Equestria!”

“Aw man!” Shining Armor said also in his head. “I can’t let Cadence and Twilight see me like this.”

Soon the fat in their bellies began to spread. They could feel their flanks once fit and proper ballooning to the size of beach balls from the fat in their gullets, they can also see that their forelegs and back legs were starting to get flabby, and their necks were starting to form a double chin. They couldn’t take it anymore!

Suddenly, the feeding stopped, no more doughnuts went into their mouths! They looked as fat as a teenage dragon eating a whole day supply of gems in one day, their flanks were like beach balls, their back and fore legs were so flabby that the shackle cuffs looked like they would break off at any moment.

“Are you sweet princes full?” Discord cooed. Shining Armor and Blueblood nodded their heads in a fast pace.

“Yes! Yes! I am full! I can’t eat anything anymore!” Blueblood cried in dismay.

“Good. Now to the next step of my now-new favorite hobby,” Discord said as he turned away to get another fattening treat. Suddenly, there was a rumble coming from Shining Armor’s stomach.

*BLOORRGHGHHH!*

Discord was too distracted with the food and tanks not to far from the princes were sitting, he can’t decide on what to use next. And then Shining Armor felt pressure building up, he could feel it, it was going down and we know what that means. Shining Armor was just about to clamp his ballooned ass tight, but it was too late...

*FPRRRRRRRRRTTTTTT*

“Oh my, looks like somepony just....cut the cheese. Aha, get it!” said Discord in a cheeky way.

Shining Armor blushed with embarrassment, he farted in public which was the most embarrassing and rude thing to do. the smell flooded into his, Discord’s, and Blueblood’s nostrils like a river into a cave. It smelled like rotten eggs and was just about to settle into their nostrils when Blueblood spoke up.

“Ugh! How dare you do that right next to ME!”

“Sorry, but I couldn’t help it,” Shining Armor said sadly, ashamed for what he just did. He would never fart in public, not even in front of his wife, his parents, his sister, his sister’s friends, and anypony. But he did it.

“Couldn’t help it?! You are a prince! Princes don’t pass gas! We should hold it in, no matter what! Like me, I would never do it! Not in public! Not at home! Not in front of my aunts! Anywhere!” Blueblood said with pride. But unfortunately......

*FPPPPPRRRRRRPRRRRRRRT*

After the gas escaped from his rump, Blueblood was filled with embarrassment, a rank smell hung in the air, a smell like sour milk and rotten cabbages, he blushed into a deep shade of red.

“What did you say about princes not passing gas”, said Shining Armor chuckling, reminding Blueblood of what he just yelled.

“Oh shut up! I couldn’t help it,” cried the whiny, pompous, cold hearted, white coated blob of a prince. “You shut up too, Narrator!”

Meanwhile, the eight ponies who were still in their cages were looking down at the scene horrified of what Discord did to the princes, the now obese princes looked up at them, Fancy Pants and Hoity Toity turned their heads away in disgust, all because the two fat princes passed gas. Shining Armor could only sigh, but Blueblood was so distraught that he nearly cried. Discord however grinned in his mischievous way.

“He is right you know. Princes don’t fart. They are supposed to be good mannered. I think you two should be punished for that,” Discord said holding two hoses in each hand or paw.

“No, no, no please! For the love of Celestia no more!” Blueblood cried in horror. “I can’t take it anymore!”

“Yeah I’m kind of full too,” said Shining Armor trying to be as brave as he could.

Discord ignored their pleas, instead he made the shackles of both occupants disappear with the snap of fingers. Shining Armor’s and Blueblood’s leg fat jiggled from being released from the shackles. Then, Shining Armor had an idea.

He whispered to Blueblood, “This is our chance to escape. Let’s get out of here.”

“Good idea. The doors are not too far,” agreed Blueblood.

So he and Shining Armor started running to the doors, trying not get caught. But, Braeburn noticed them trying to escape and he was upset for being left behind.

“Hey, what about us? You can’t just leave us here!” he yelled down at them. Shining Armor looked up at Braeburn.

“We’ll be back for some help, don’t worry!” Shining Armor yelled back. He and Blueblood were just about to make it to the doors, when the doors slammed shut by themselves as if by magic. The two princes stopped right in front of the doors. They tried to open them, but they won’t budge. Suddenly, they were teleported back to where Discord put them to put be fed. And guess who was the one responsible for the teleportation trick that’s right.....Discord.

“Did you two think I am that stupid? I’m not done with you two yet,” said Discord. He levitated the two hoses and walked up to Shining Armor and Blueblood.

“Please, don’t,” Blueblood whimpered.

“You don’t have a choice,” Discord tied a gag around the bloated nephew of Princesses Celestia and Luna. He then inserted the tube into the gag which had a hole to put it in. Blueblood wailed and cried in horror, desperate for somepony, anypony to help and get him out of here. But, his voice was muffled through the small sphere like gag. Discord then turned to Shining Armor.

“I know just where to put this in for you,” he said in his cheeky way. He walked around Shining Armor’s back, looked down at the Royal Guard Captain’s bloated bottom, lifted the hose, and smiled a devilish grin. Shining Armor now knew what Discord is thinking and where he was going to put it in. He gave an angry look at Discord.

“Don’t you dare!” he growled angrily. Discord just stuck his tongue out at him and slid the hose into Shining Armor’s butthole, he heard the pony yelp as he clamped his rump around the cold tube.

“Hmm, Aha! I think I will start of with.....you!” he exclaimed pointing his finger to Shining Armor. Shining Armor started to sweat in fear as Discord walked over to the tank of lard, turned a small handle to open Shining Armor’s side of the spigot, and much to Shining Armor’s horror, he turned the tap on. The lard went through the tube and into Shining Armor’s bum.

Shining Armor could feel his entire body grow as the lard fat spread all over the inside of his body. He couldn’t help but moan with pleasure as he grew which made him very confused.

“I shouldn’t be enjoying this! But, it feels so good,” he moaned as his belly reached the floor.

He looked at his ass which grew around the hose, nearly as massive as exercise balls, wobbling violently like massive piles of jello, his belly grew between his legs, he tried to run away but he was becoming so heavy that he couldn’t move. All he could do now is sit there and gain weight. Then, Discord turned the tap off and looked at the bloated co-leader of the Crystal Empire. Shining Armor was massive! His ass was huge! It looked even larger than exercise balls and very comfy to sleep on and cuddle with, his cutie mark was stretching out to cover the mass, his legs were thicker than tree trunks. And his face, his cheeks big and round as softballs, and his lips were plump! He also had four chins which sat on his belly!

“Aw horseapples! What will Cady think of me now?” Shining Armor moaned with worry, thinking what Cadence will do to him if she sees him like this. Discord comforted him.

“Ah yes, your darling Cady. I’ve meet her last week when she was spending time with your little sister Twilight. Oh it was so much fun, but except for the getting sick part. Took me a month to get better.” Remembering the day that he faked his illness, interfered Twilight’s time with Princess Cadance, and getting a real disease when a Tatzlwurm sneezed on him.

“But look on the bright side, she might use you as her new bed or couch,” he laughed which made Shining Armor sigh sadly. Discord laughed at him and walked back to the tank of pig’s fat, it was Blueblood’s turn.

Dicord opened Blueblood’s side of the spigot, looked at Blueblood who was shaking his head in a very fast pace begging him to not turn the tap on, Discord ignored his pleas and turned on the tap. Blueblood’s eyes widened with fright as his body surged forward. Lard was forcing down his throat and into his stomach. His belly once flat and athletic was expanding between his legs. His legs becoming thick like Shining Armor’s. He started to form a large double chin. His facial cheeks were becoming round, his lips were getting plump. His ass widening and jiggled with vibration. He was heavy now, heavier than an elephant. His entire body was shaking, he could bear no more.

“I will be the laughing stock of all of Equestria!,” he thought. “I’m a prince! I’m not supposed to be a huge blob of lard!” He grew even bigger for two minutes when Discord turned off the tap. Blueblood was now a huge blob of fat! His ass was like Shining Armor’s and still jiggled and wobbled. His belly was massive, it jiggled and wobbled as well. His legs bigger than tree trunks. His face was all fat as well, plump lips and round cheeks. Blueblood was miserable.

Discord walked up to the huge pony blobs of lard and smiled a huge smile. Shining Armor gave an angry look at him and Blueblood whimpered with misery at him.

“Why?! Why?! Why did you DO THIS TO ME?!” Blueblood yelled with tears, he was distraught.

“Because I thought it would be funny!”, Discord answered while rolling on the floor laughing. He snapped his fingers and the two fatass princes teleported to the stage where musicians play their music. Shining Armor and Blueblood laid there, quiet and with misery when Shining Armor spoke up.

“Aw man. Just look at me,” he moaned, “I woke up at six in the morning with a athletic body, now it’s 3:30 pm and I am a huge blob of fat. What if Discord is right?”

“Right about what?” asked Blueblood.

“The fact that Cadence will leave me for somepony else,” Shining Armor replied, he turned his head to Blueblood and said, “Well, at least it can’t get any worse.”

*Bloooorrrgggghhhhh!* went both their stomachs.

“It just got worse”, whimpered Blueblood.

*Fpppppppppppprrrrrrrrrrrrrrt!* went their asses.

End of Chapter 2

Chapter 3: Fancy Pants and Hoity Toity

After Shining Armor and Blueblood stopped passing gas, Discord looked up to his other prisoners or guests of his so-called dinner party in their cages on the ceiling and pondered for a minute deciding on who should be the next two stallions to be fattened and will might be scared for life. Then he had finally decided on who will be next. He snapped his fingers, two flashes of light came from the ceiling, and right in front of him appeared Fancy Pants and Hoity Toity.

Fancy Pants gave an angry look at Discord and as for Hoity, he shuddered with fear. When Discord saw Hoity Toity full of fear, he smirked a mischievous smirk and then turned away to his huge stack of food that made Hoity stop shuddering and gave the draconequus a peace of his mind.

“Alright, you draconequus bastard!” he shouted, “I’m going to make myself clear! I will not, I repeat I WILL NOT let you turn me into a blob! UNDERSTAND!!!!” Discord hardly paid any attention to him and just kept on looking at the food.

Hoity Toity was now getting really angry, “HEY! ARE YOU DEAF OR WHAT?!” That got Discord’s attention, he turned around with a scowl on his face.

“How dare say that I’m deaf!” he scolded, “And you must really learn to be patient, so SHUT UP AND WAIT!!!” And with that the spirit of chaos went back to deciding which treat would be proper for fancy ponies like Fancy Pants and Hoity.

Hoity was now growling with unspeakable rage. ‘Why you little son of a whore! How dare you speak and yell at me like that! When I get out of this dilemma, I will sue the living BACKSIDE OUT OF YA!!!!’ he yelled in his thoughts because deep inside, he was scared to say it out loud.

Fancy Pants however didn’t say anything until when he saw Hoity’s facial expressions, he tried to calm him down, “I know how you feel right know. But getting angry is not going to help. Besides there is probably a weight loss spell and I can use it to get us back to our fit selves.” Hoity stopped growling and turned his head to Fancy.

“I appreciate your suggestion of a weight loss spell and how you are trying to calm me down. But, did you see what that monster had done to poor Shining Armor and poor Blueblood? Just look at them.” Hoity Toity pointed his hoof to the bloated princes. Fancy Pants was shocked when he saw them. They were still on the stage, fat, feeling heavy and didn’t say a word.

“Ugh, I don’t fell so good,” Shining Armor groaned, breaking the silence as his stomach gurgled uncomfortably. He had no choice but to let it all out, literally.

*PPPRRRRRRBBBBBBRT-PRT!*

The smell of the fart hung in the air for two minutes. Fancy Pants, Hoity Toity, and the other party guests held their noses for a while. Discord opened a window and let the smell fly outside where the Royal Guard ponies laid on the soft, green grass in the palace gardens. The armored stallions could smell it and it was even worse than theirs’.

“Oh come on!” a unicorn guard cried, “We have had enough of the smell of methane! I want to go home!” Then a thought struck him. “Wait a minute I can’t go home looking like this! What will my wife say?!”

After Discord closed the window, he had finally decided on which treat to fatten the two celebrity stallions. He took out a skinny red box from his ‘food buffet’ walked over to Fancy and Hoity with a smirk on his face.

“What’s in that box?” asked Hoity, looking at the box suspiciously.

Discord grinned and went over to Hoity. “It’s a surprise and by the way, you won’t be needing these.” Discord took Hoity’s sunglasses off his head thus reveling his grayish cobalt blue eyes.

“Hey! Give me those back! These are my favorite sunglasses!” Hoity shouted, Discord just stuck out his tongue then turned to Fancy Pants.

“And I will be taking that,” said Discord, taking Fancy’s monocle off his eye.

“Be careful with that monocle!” Fancy snapped. “It’s a family heirloom!”

“Oh don’t worry,” said Discord with a sly grin. “I will take good care of them.” He placed Fancy’s monocle and Hoity’s sunglasses on the windowsill. He then went back to the celebrity stallions and opened the red box which contained six small candies enrobed in chocolate. Fancy and Hoity knew what they were. They were bonbons. The all-time favorite treats for fancy ponies like them.

“I always heard that you fancy high-class ponies enjoy these kinds of sweets. And that’s why I invited you two here,” Discord was now being cheeky. “And in these delicious confections is a surprise that I hope you will both enjoy.”

He then levitated two of the bonbons and tried to feed them to Fancy and Hoity. One was white chocolate and the other was milk chocolate. Fancy and Hoity kept their mouths tightly shut refusing to open them no matter what with closed eyes and they both began to form angry faces like a spoiled brat would form if he or she didn’t get something they want. Discord tried to force them into their lips. He even tried to open their mouths with his hands (aka lion paw and eagle claw), but they just pushed him with their front hooves. He tried and tried but after 2 minutes Discord began to lose patience and was getting very annoyed.

“COME ON! JUST EAT THEM ALREADY!” he finally snapped but Fancy and Hoity shook their heads angrily.

Discord thought of something that would make them talk or open their mouths and he finally had a solution. He gasped and pointed to the doors and yelled.

“OH NO! PRINCESS CELESTIA AND PRINCESS LUNA! PLEASE DON’T KILL ME!”

Fancy and Hoity opened their eyes and sighed with relief glad that the princesses were here to save them just in time. They opened their mouths to say things like “Your majesties, oh thank goodness you two are here” and “Please punish that monster” that’s when Discord had his chance. He quickly popped the white chocolate bonbon into Fancy’s mouth and the milk chocolate one into Hoity’s. Both Fancy’s and Hoity’s  eyes widened with surprise. They realized that they had been tricked and they foolishly fell for it. They had no choice but to chew them. The bonbons tasted quite good to them with a rich caramel filling inside, they swallowed them into their gullets and went right down into their stomachs. After the bonbons entered and rested into the stallions’ stomachs, all was quiet for a moment. Then there were slow rumbling sounds coming from Fancy Pant’s and Hoity Toity’s stomachs. Suddenly, they started swell up like fat balloons. They looked all over themselves in horror as fat blossomed all over them. Their front and back legs were becoming thick, so thick for that their front hooves couldn't reach the floor anymore, their cheeks were puffing up, they were even forming four chins, their stomachs were getting bigger and rounder and finally reached the floor, so big and round that the suit that Fancy Pants was wearing started to rip and tear, now his favorite suit was now in pieces of cloth, much to his dismay, and their once athletic rumps were expanding and now looked massive and pillowy and I must admit that if gay stallions saw their huge asses, they would hug them and refuse to let go. Now the celebrities were now huge and covered in layers of soft pillowy pudge.

I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!” Hoity screamed at the top of lungs and was mad as a hornet.

“What did you do to us, you foul demon!” Fancy yelled. Discord felt insulted for being called a demon so he forced another white chocolate bonbon down the stallion’s throat.

Then suddenly, Fancy felt a strange sensation coming from his big round bottom. He turned his head around and his eyes widened with surprise and shock when he saw his ballooned plot jiggling and wobbling all on its own. He was now frantic. A plot wobbling on its own was certainly not normal.

“Wha…What’s happening to my bottom?!” he wailed as his fat ass wobbled violently. He shut his eyes in horror. When suddenly,

*FWOOMP*

Then Fancy had realized that his rump had stopped wobbling. He turned to Hoity who was looking at something behind his friend with a wide-open mouth and widened eyes, he looked very shocked. Fancy nervously turned his head around and what he saw made him gape with horror. The second bonbon that Discord gave him had made his ass even larger than it was before. It was nearly as big as a hot air balloon and it caused his cutie mark to stretch out and making it even bigger as Hoity’s. He then gave an angry look at Discord and was just about to yell at him when,

*PPPBBBBRRT!*

Fancy knew that sound. It meant that somepony farted. He sniffed the air and held his nose. It smelled like an old pile of garbage. He looked around to find out who just passed gas. He turned to Hoity Toity who was blushing with embarrassment. The smell was coming from the gray earth pony. He now knew who had done it.

“It was you!” Fancy exclaimed, he was very surprised that a good mannered pony like Hoity had just farted.

“I am so sorry!” Hoity cried. “I just couldn’t hold it for much longer!”

“It’s alright,” Fancy soothed his friend. “We are lucky that there are no mares…..” He was interrupted when they heard a strange sound.

*BLLOOORRRRRGG!*

It was coming from Fancy Pants’ stomach. His eyes widened with terror, he knew what this meant. He clamped his massive plot shut, tighter than something so blubbery probably should be able to hold. His eyes screwed shut and his stomach gurgled and glorped as more gas started to build up inside. He felt it forcing its way out in his inside. He felt very uncomfortable indeed. He started to sweat and that meant he can’t hold it in much longer. He clamped his ass even tighter, but he could only gasp when the inevitable release happened.

*PPPRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrRRRRRPRRRRRRRRBBBBBBBPT!*

Fancy Pants made a terrified face and his cheeks turned bright red. He looked around the ballroom, his mind full of embarrassment and terror as everypony in the room looked at him but Discord was no where to be seen. They never saw him fart in public and they knew he would never ever do that. He sniffed the air again…….Ewwww. His fart smelled like stinky cheese and rotten eggs and it was settling onto his coat. He shook, struggled to get himself free from the shackles, but it was no use. He was stuck. Then he felt something on his enormous bottom. It was Discord using it as a couch, he sniffed the air.

“Whew! And I thought that fancy ponies like you don’t fart in public!” he laughed.

“I-I’m sorry! I-I-I couldn’t hold it in!” Fancy stuttered, full of embarrassment.

“I know,” said Discord. “And since you are sorry, I’ll do this.” He snapped his fingers and suddenly, the shackles disappeared from Fancy’s and Hoity’s front and back hooves. The bloated high-class stallions tried to run away, but they couldn’t move because their front hooves couldn’t reach the floor. Discord got off Fancy Pants’ ballooned rump and sniggered as he snapped his fingers again. Fancy and Hoity were instantly teleported to where Shining Armor and Prince Blueblood were, on the stage feeling glum.

Fancy Pants started to worry. “My dearest Fleur will divorce me for sure. She wouldn’t want an obese stallion for a husband that keeps on passing gas all time,” he said sadly as he ripped ass again.

*FFPPPPPPPRRRRT!*

The obese unicorns and the fashion earth pony didn’t care about how rude farting was right now. All they care about is about what will happen to their lives if all of Equestria sees how fat they are.

“And what about me?” sighed Hoity Toity. “I can’t let the other fashion governors see me like this. And I bet Photo Finish would come up with crazy ideas of new fashion for large ponies and would use me as a model.”

Shining Armor tried to cheer them up. “Well look on the bright side, our wives would might use us as sofas.” The obese stallions looked at the co-ruler of the Crystal Empire and also Captain of the Canterlot Royal Guard with glares on their faces.

“What?” asked Shining Armor.

End of Chapter 3

Chapter 4: Big Macintosh and Braeburn

Meanwhile on the ceiling, Big Macintosh, Braeburn, Thunderlane, Caramel, Soarin’ and Flash Sentry were looking down at Discord and the overweight stallions below from their cages. They were very frightened and started to worry about what will happen to their lives if they are fat. Big Mac was worried that if he becomes obese, he won’t be able to work on the farm on Sweet Apple Acres anymore and do the jobs that required his strength and physical stamina anymore which will be difficult for his sister, Applejack to do on her own. Braeburn was worried that if he becomes obese, he won’t be able to help his fellow co-workers at the apple orchard in his hometown of Appleloosa. Thunderlane was worried that if he becomes obese, he won’t be able to fly anymore and get kicked out of the Wonderbolt Academy because of his weight. Caramel was worried that if he becomes obese, his mare-friend Applejack won’t love him anymore and will full in love with somepony else. Soarin’ was worried that if he becomes obese, he would be fired from the Wonderbolts because of his weight and his mare-friend Rainbow Dash won’t love him anymore. And finally, Flash Sentry was also worried about if he became obese is that he would be fired from the Crystal Empire royal guard and the most important thing of all is that his mare-friend Twilight Sparkle would not want him anymore as a colt-friend or a husband. Besides, a princess would never fall in love with a stallion who is morbidly obese and can’t even move, he thought. The stallions finally started to panic and tried to get themselves free from the shackles and get out of this special dinner nightmare, all except Braeburn and Big Mac who just sat in their cages feeling very sorry for themselves and were very scared. Braeburn turned to his favorite cousin and started to talk to him.

“Hey cousin Macintosh?”

Big Mac turned his head to his cousin, “Eeeyup?”

“How are we gonna get outta this mess?”

Big Mac lowered his head down in sadness, he didn’t know what to do. “Ah don’t know, Braeburn. Ah just don’t know.”

“Well me must think of somethin’ or else we’re screwed.”

Big Mac was just about to reply to his cousin’s statement when he heard somepony shout from down below. It was Fancy Pants. He was yelling at Discord for fattening him and Hoity Toity and also asking him for what he put the bonbons that made both of them fat and made the business stallion's bottom big.

“Well it’s a secret, but I’ll tell you,” said Discord so everypony listened. “All I added to the treats was a special weight gain potion that you only put in anything that has chocolate within it. And if you eat white chocolate with the potion in it a second time,” he paused, vanished with his magic and reappeared in front of Fancy’s now massive plot.

“It makes you booty even bigger than it usually does if eat it the first time,” he said while hugging the stallion’s enormous rump. Fancy Pants felt very uncomfortable and cross. He tried to shake the naughty, immature draconequus off his rump, but to no avail. He only made his ginormous ass wobble like a huge pile of jello. Discord knew that Fancy didn’t like his rump being hugged so he let go.

“Okay that’s enough of that for me or everypony will think I’m a homo. Oh and Fancy.”

Fancy Pants looked at Discord in anger, “What?”

“I think you and Hoity should sit somewhere else. Because I don’t that stage can hold four fatties in one sitting. Seriously I can hear the floor creaking.” He was right about that. The floor started to creak louder and louder, it couldn’t hold the weight of the obese stallions. It was fine holding Shining Armor and Prince Blueblood, but holding Fancy Pants and Hoity Toity as well was all too much. Hoity didn’t like this at all and started to panic.

“Well don’t just stand there and do nothing! Get us down from here before I fall in!” he wailed.

“Your wish is my command,” Discord snapped his fingers and Fancy Pants and Hoity Toity were teleported off the stage and reappeared in a corner of the ballroom.

“Now that’s enough of that, who’s next?” Discord looked up at the ceiling and saw the frightened stallions looking down at him, all except Big Mac and Braeburn who were whispering to each other. Discord had an idea. He knew that they were cousins and they get along like peanut butter and jelly.

“Applejack is sure gonna be mad at him for what he will do to us,” whispered Braeburn to Big Mac.

“Ah think she will,” Big Mac whispered back. “If she finds out about this, Ah think she will buck his a…” Suddenly, both he and Braeburn disappeared from their cages and reappeared on the ground in front of Discord. They looked up at him in fear.

“I’m sorry I can’t help but eavesdrop on your little conversation,” Discord chuckled, he faced Big Mac. “And did you say something about what your sister Applejack would do to me?” Big Mac was now becomes nervous and started to sweat.

“I have a hunch that you were saying that she will buck my ass if she finds out about what I’m about to do to you and your cousin.” Now Big Mac was very scared.

“N-N-No! Ah didn’t say that at all!” He was now sweating bullets and was about to wet himself. Discord knew he was lying.

“Oh please,” said Discord. “I know a liar when I see one and you’re terrible at it, just like your sister.”

“Well she is the Element of Honesty after all,” Big Mac said sarcastically.

Discord decided to end the conversation and go back to fattening the stallions. He knew just what kind of treats the Apple family love. He went over to his pile of food leaving Big Mac and Braeburn all by themselves with only the sounds of rattling chains in the cages on the ceiling and the sounds and smells of farts for company.

“What kind of treats do you think he will force us eat, cousin Big Macintosh?” Braeburn asked his cousin.

“I don’t know, Braeburn. But Ah hope it tastes good,” replied Big Mac. Braeburn looked at him with confused look on his face.

“Good? What do you mean good? Can’t you see the trouble that we’re being put through?”

“I’m sorry cousin. I was wondering that’s all,” said Big Mac soothing his cousin.

“Well okay but Ah guess we’re not going anywhere until somepony helps us like the princess or Applejack and her compadres or what about….” Braeburn was soon distracted by a pleasant aroma of cooked apples.

“Is it just me or do you smell one of Granny Smith’s famous apple pies?”

Big Mac sniffed the air and it was indeed the smell of Granny Smith’s apple pies, but he was confused. The only ponies who knew the recipe of his grandmother’s apple pies was him, Applejack, and of course Granny Smith. They turned their heads and saw Discord coming towards them. He was levitating at least over a hundred apple pies.

“I always known that the Apple family loves apple treats so I had to improvise.”

“What do you mean improvise? And why do they smell just like our grandma’s?” asked Braeburn.

“Well, all happened yesterday,” Discord began to tell them the reason why the apple pies smell like Granny Smith’s.

~Flashback~

It was Friday afternoon at Sweet Apple Acres and Granny Smith was in the kitchen baking one of her delicious apple pies. After forty-five minutes, she took it out of the oven and put on the window sill to cool off. Then she left the kitchen, went into the living room, sat on her rocking chair, and looked out of the window. She could see Big Mac plowing the fields and Applejack planting the seeds in the ground. Apple Bloom was at school and she had the whole room all to herself. All was very quiet until she heard a noise coming from the kitchen.

*CRASH!*

“What in tarnation?” Granny Smith got up from her chair and dashed to the kitchen as fast as her old mare legs could let her, but it wasn’t very fast. When she entered the kitchen, she found a broken plate and when she looked at the window sill, she gasped in horror to see that her apple pie was gone! She stuck her head out of the window and looked around to find the trouble maker who just stole her pie. She soon caught sight of the thief who had just ate the last piece of the pie. It was Discord, he sitting under a tree. She remembered him on that day when he turned Ponyville upside down and when he hypnotized Applejack into a cold-hearted liar and Big Mac to act like a dog. She had never forgave him for doing such horrible things to her home and two of her grandchildren. And now he stole her pie and he ate it all. She stormed out of the kitchen door to leads to the farm. Went up to Discord and yelled.

“WHY YOU CHAOTIC THIEVING VARMINT! YOU GOT SOME NERVE TO RANSACK MY HOME AND EAT MY PIE WITHOUT MY PERMISSION!”

Discord turned his head around to find that he came face to face with Granny Smith. He snickered and said.

“Oh Granny Smith, I am ever so sorry that I stole your pie and ate it all. It’s just I was told that you make the most delicious apple pies in Ponyville, so I decided to just it give it a try and it turns out that everypony was right about them. Now let’s just settle this argument in a nice way.”

Granny Smith raised an eyebrow and was still cross. “Whaddya mean in a nice way?”

“Well why don’t you give me the recipe of your apple pie?” Discord asked with a smile.

Granny Smith was shocked and shouted back. “You can forget it, you little parasite! There’s no way that I’m giving you my secret recipe for you done, you no good, sadistic, son of a….” She soon cut off when Discord loomed over her and colors began to swirl in his eyes. They spiraled in a pattern that drew all attention and started to hypnotize the old mare. I bet you all know this trick by now. Seriously, did you all see it in the second season premiere? Anyway, Discord look down at her, his eyes still swirling.

“You want to give me a copy of your apple pie recipe,” he said with a mocking smile.

“I want to give you a copy of my apple pie recipe,” said Granny Smith completely under the spell. So off she went to get a copy of her recipe.

~Flashback Dissolving~

“And that’s the reason why the pies smell just like your grandmother’s,” finished Discord. An angry look crossed Big Mac’s face.

“First you hypnotized ma sister……AND NOW YOU HYPNOTIZED MA GRANDMA AND STOLE HER RECIPE?!” he yelled. “That’s it! Ah’m gonna kill y…” A pie was suddenly shoved into his mouth, cutting him off from finishing his sentence. Big Mac was so surprised that he swallowed it whole. The apple pie tasted good as always. Braeburn looked at his cousin in concern.

“How was it and do you feel anything different inside yer belly?” he asked worried that Discord put a weight gain potion inside the pies.

“It’s great and no I don’t feel anything,” replied Big Mac rubbing his belly. Braeburn looked at Discord with confidence and said.

“Hey partner! Gimme all the pies that Ah can eat until Ah feel that Ah can’t eat anymore!”

Big Mac looked at his favorite cousin in surprise and confusion. “Cuz, what the hay are you doin’? Do you realize how BIG you’re gonna become?!

But the only thing that Braeburn said was, “Ah don’t care.”

Big Mac sighed and with a firm look on his face. “Well fine. I’ll join in too. C’mon let’s do it as cousins!” Braeburn couldn’t believe what his cousin was saying, but he nodded with agreement. They turned to Discord and both yelled in their southern accents.

“C’MON BRING IT!”

“Suit yourselves,” said Discord with a grin. He began to use his magic and started to shove the apple pies into their mouths and down their throats. Big Mac and Braeburn were chewing really fast because Discord kept on shoving so much pies that they didn’t have much time to chew regularly. Soon the Apple cousins’ bellies started to grow and were about to reach the floor. Their plots were swelling up like balloons and were becoming pillowy. Their cutie marks were stretching out. Their legs were becoming as thick as tree trunks. They started to form double chins. And as for their faces, their cheeks were getting puffy and their lips were becoming plump. Braeburn’s brown vest couldn’t take the growth and mass of its owner, it ripped into several pieces of cloth.

“Aw horseapples,” sighed Braeburn. “That was ma favorite one. Oh well guess Ah have to buy a new one then.”

Big Mac was certainly not having the time of his life. Because of being feed to many pies, he couldn’t breath. He quickly breathed in some air.

*PPPPPPPBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTT!*

Big Mac made a shocked face with widened eyes and gritted teeth as his fart escaped from his rump and ended with a wet sound. To everypony’s surprise, it smelt like apples, but unfortunately sour apples. Big Mac blushed and formed a sheepish smile on his face. Braeburn was trying very hard not to laugh, but failed. He laughed and laughed, but he laughed so hard that he didn’t hear his stomach gurgling which was forming a chemical reaction inside his stomach and then it happened.

*PPPPFFFFFFBBBBBBBBBBTTTT!*

Now Braeburn made a freaked out face with widened eyes one pupil was big and one was small as his fart escaped from his rump as well. But it didn’t smell like apples, it smelt like rotten eggs. He blushed with embarrassment while his cousin smiled at him and said.

“Who’s laughing now?” Braeburn smiled sheepishly at the red stallion. Discord interrupted.

“P.U.! You two must have digestive problems. I think you both need to be taught a lesson on manners.” So he kept on force feeding the Apple stallions with pies which made them bigger and bigger then after 2 minutes, they surrendered. There were no more apple pies for Big Mac and Braeburn because they felt like that they couldn’t eat anymore. Only twenty-five pies were left and Discord felt very proud for the Apple cousins for eating more pies than any other pony. Braeburn was now huge. He still has double chins, but his face had puffy cheeks and his lips were plump. His stomach once fit and flat was larger than an exercise ball. His legs were really as thick as tree trunks and his hooves looked like that they were sinking into all that blubber. And his once fit and firm and now enormous ass was the height of an elephant and was wobbling violently. Then his stomach gurgled and felt a pressure elevating up his esophagus which can only mean one thing.

*URRRRRRRP!*

Braeburn let out a loud burp and patted his bloated stomach with his right hoof. Braeburn still has good manners so he said with a slight blush.

“Pardon me.”

He turned to his cousin and was gobsmacked at his once buff and athletic cousin’s appearance. Big Macintosh was now much larger than Braeburn. Hell, he was as big as Sweet Apple Acres’ apple trees. His face featured cheeks as round as softballs and developed four chins. His stomach was even more massive than Braeburn’s and looked like that it had the width of Violet Beauregarde when she was a blueberry in the 2005 film “Charlie and the Chocolate Factory,” but it wasn’t round. His legs were very thick and blubbery and his back hooves were sinking into his back legs. And his plot, oh his plot, it was even more massive and rounder than Braeburn’s, twice the height of an elephant and it looked very comfortable to sleep on,  Then his stomach started rumbling and Discord knew what that meant.

“I think it’s time for me to put you slobs somewhere else so I won’t smell the gasses.” And with that he snapped his fingers (aka eagle claw) and the Apple cousins were teleport to another part of the ballroom. Big Mac didn’t like the feeling in his belly right now, it was now moving his bowel area and into his colon. And so with a grunt, he pushed it all out which made a loud, familiar sound.

*FPPPPPPRRRRRRRRBBBBBBBBBBT!*

“Ahhhh,” he sighed feeling very relaxed. “Much better and boy did that feel good.”

Braeburn sniffed the air and cried out in his southern accent.

“P.U., cuz! Is just me or the apple pies are making ya gassy again!” Sometimes when Big Macintosh eats too many apple pies, he can get an upset stomach which causes him to fart a lot. But he keeps it secret from his sisters, Granny Smith and his other relatives. The only one who knew his secret was Braeburn who has that same farting condition as well and both of them thought that farting was funny and relaxing. Big Mac turned his head quickly to his yellow cousin and whispered.

“Shh! Braeburn, I don’t want everypony and that chaotic asshole to find out about our secret!” But lucky for them no pony and not Discord were listening to them and didn’t hear what Braeburn had said. Braeburn covered his mouth with his right hoof and apologized to his cousin. Big Mac accepted the apology and the cousins bro hoofed. Suddenly, they didn’t feel scared anymore. For some reason, they found this quite enjoyable. Then Braeburn’s stomach rumbled as well which created gas and a pressure was going down his bowel area.

“Uh oh. It looks like it’s ma turn,” laughed Braeburn.

“Well, let’s see it in action,” replied Big Mac. And with a grunt, Braeburn pushed it all out of his colon in a form of a glorious fart.

*FPPPBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBTTT!*

“Ahhh! That hit the spot,” sighed Braeburn with relief and turned to his cousin. “Am I right, fart buddy?”

Big Mac smiled at his favorite cousin. “You’re certainly right, fart buddy.” And with that Big Macintosh and Braeburn did their special butt bump which caused both their bottoms to wobble like jello, they laughed and continued farting for fun.

End of Chapter 4