Tale of Pone

Comedy, Random, Teen

Laying on his back the dark blue alicorn was pinned under his globular stomach which sloshed over the sides of his body onto the floor becoming nearly as wide as a mattress, most likely being softer also. Unknowingly to the fattened pony, a pony of strange proportions was making his way slowly up to him, who happened to be a very tired pony, who just wanted to snuggle up into something soft and warm, to drift into the dreamscape.

“Hmmm?” The alicorn questioned feeling something pressing into his overstuffed belly, knocking him out of his food coma. Trying to position himself so that he can see what is pressing into him, only succeeding in causing the spherical dome to jiggle in place and causing him to become a bit of breath, making him pant.

“Ssssooo, soft…” A soft slurred voice said from behind the mountainous alicorn`s stomach, slowly clambering up, causing it to quake with each movement of the slurring pony made.

“Who`s there?” The alicorn panted out, struggling against his girth trying to gain access the slurring pony. Before noticing a brown tail start flicking around down the side of his belly, slowly coming closer to his head, flicking widely.

“H-hey *hic* there.” The brown tailed pony said appearing at the top of the alicorn`s globe.

“Bobby?” The alicorn breathed out recognising the pony. “What are you doing up there? Get off.”

“M-make me *hic*” The clearly drunk pony hiccuped out at the pinned pony. Causing his friend to attempt to free himself, only knocking the wind out of him.

“Get off me.” The panting pony demanded, staring up at his drunken friend.

“Ssso soft.” The drunken pony said laying down on top of his swollen stomach, nuzzling into it and falling asleep on top.

“Bobby, stop it.” The fattened alicorn called out, getting no response. “Bobby?” He tried again this time hearing the quiet snores of his friend. “Thats actually kinda cute.” The alicorn mumbled to himself until he saw something start coming out of the sleeping pony`s mouth and drip onto his swollen globe. “Ewwww, gross.” The alicorn said trying to wipe the drool away with his forehooves and trying to escape from under his massive belly and his drunken friend, once again only succeeding in winding him and tiring him out, eventually causing the stuffed pony to fall into sleep as well, failing to notice how his friends wings had unfolded themselves and lay across the sides of stomach, brushing slightly with every breath of each pony.