More to Love

A Scootaloo, Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Babs Seed Giantesses story

A Custom Order from the Vogonverse

I let out a breath. It was a hard fought battle, but I had won. This was my sixteenth gaming tournament, and I had won. Weeks of preparing, and it came down to Dante's Inferno. A little thought of Cleopatra in the Lust level gave me small shutter. That level had gotten hard, but not because of the game. Hell, I've beaten Dante's Inferno at least thirty times, and recently I could run through the entire thing, just story line, on Hellish, in just under four hours. The game isn't that advanced or hard, but then again it is a little over forty years old.

When they ported it to the console it was one of the first ones everyone went to. It was getting to see the entire seven layers of hell in about as real of a setting as possible. Of course I played through it and I instantly fell in love with Cleo. The thought of a giant woman, truly giant, being able to pick me up, carry be between her...

Okay, maybe, just maybe there was a part of me that was weird, but fuck it, we're all a little weird. I checked my account balance and saw that this tournament had finally put me well over my goal. I got half of the entry fee from every person that played, and it was damned near everyone that could afford to play. So, about three hundred million players, a hundred credits to gain entry, and once you were out you were out... Damn... Just that tournament set at being a billionheir. Add the other fifty million credits and I was set on easy street, and it didn't hurt that I was officially an adult. There wouldn't be any clearing this with my parents, no putting this back for college, or paying for a new home that would be trashed like the last one my parents had. No, I was on my own with more than enough money to enjoy the rest of my life in comfort. It felt amazing, it felt fantastic, and it felt a little overwhelming.

I needed some downtime, and maybe watching some ponies would help tone down the after game jitters. I flipped over to netflix, pulled my Cutie Mark Crusaders Playlist, and set it random. Babs Seed was the first thing to play. I grinned and watched the episode. I loved watching them, their interactions, the innocence of it. I knew the voice actors had all went on to do amazing things, but the characters were forever stuck as children.

That didn't sit right with me. I mean, wouldn't Apple Bloom like to have grown up and found someone? Maybe Sweetie Belle could have become the next Sapphire Shores... Okay, maybe not, but one can dream. I know that Babs would have made an awesome teacher or guard, and I always wanted to believe that Scoots would have made a wonderbolt, and maybe settled down with Spike

It could happen. The episode finished, the credits rolled, and then the picture of an giant Anthropomorphic mare strolled across the screen. She picked up what looked like a tiny stallion, tickled him, and then cupped him in her eyes watching him. She looked up and smiled.

"You know you want to," she said.

Enthralled I reached out with my haptic gloves and touched her. The gloves recorded a soft face and suddenly the entire screen turned a brilliant white. I blinked and looked around the room. It was a complete psychedelic rainbow. In the distance I heard a thundering clop of hooves on a tile surface. A moment later the sound quieted and I watched as an Anthropomorphic Stallion walked up to me. He wore a charcoal gray business jacket, white shirt, and red tie. It was fantastically accented against his chestnut brown fur, and his blond mane was done up to make him look like someone from wall street, or at least a Michael Douglas type of wall street.

"Mr. Straton, Tell me, what is your fantasy?" he asked.

I laughed, looked around, and wondered if this was a scam. If it was someone had really taken some time to build this thing.

"My fantasy is to have four giant mares, and I'm talking giant like fifty foot tall giant, that want to please me," I said.

"That's an interesting idea of a fantasy. You do know that the the ponies are herbivores right? It would be hard to keep them fed on a strictly plant diet," he said.

"What are you getting at?" I asked.

He smiled, pulled a rope next to him and a set of curtains I hadn't noticed until now opened up. behind it was every character from My Little Pony. I could see them all, and I grinned. I walked forward, and looked at them.

"Watch," he said.

He waved his hand and they all became their anthropomorphic selves. I smiled.

"Okay, so what you're selling something like a program?" I asked.

"No Mr. Straton, we're selling a living, breathing, and existing fantasy. She, or he, will be real, completely real. She'll eat, sleep, love, and even bleed," he said.

I looked back at them. I could see the entire Cutie Mark Crusaders together. The cast made such a way that all four of them were standing right next to each other. I walked forward toward them.

"How do I select one?" i asked

"Simple, touch and hold," he said.

"What if I want more than one?"

"Touch and hold all of the ones you want. It doesn't need to be at once," he said.

I reached out and one hand on Apple Bloom and Babs Seed, and the other touched Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle. All four girls turned into their anthropomorphic selves, opened their eyes, and smiled.

"I want to customize them," I said.

He stopped what he was getting ready to say and nodded.

"I want them to be aged to eighteen years old, I want them to be omnivores, and I want them each to be Fifty Foot tall," I said.

"Where do you plan on putting them?" he asked.

"I'll find a place. How long do I have?" I asked.

"Two months," he replied.

"Okay, in a month and a half I want you to send me a link to update the delivery location. I'll have something by then," I said.

"Very well Mr. Stration," the stallion said.

He disappeared and an anthropomorphic version of Discord appeared. He run four very large UPCs through his cash register and then looked at me.

"Normally, I'd say take care of them, but instead... I believe I shall say that you are my kind of insane," he said with a grin.

The image ended and suddenly I found myself in the real world. I checked online and saw that a base one hundred thousand credits had been withdrawn from my account, and another six hundred thousand for extreme customization had been withdrawn. Attached to it was a picture of what I could expect. I looked to see the four mares, lying together, sleeping, and completely nude. They hadn't offered clothes, and most likely it was because nothing would be practical. That was fine.

I grinned, and I began the search for our new home.

Author's Note

(Ah, a Custom Order. This custom order was ordered by Gundamdragon. He requested this story, and I figured that I would do my best to cook it up to order. That said, Sweetie Belle is still open for the Cannon stories. I want to thank everyone for reading and commenting.

LF)