Bizarre Adventures of Saggitha Slap

by HellRay

Rating: mature
Tags: Original Character, Derpy Hooves, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 4045

In the rural area near the wilderness outside Ponyville, a strong willed earth pony known by some as Saggitha Slap is looking after her dojo. However, behind the intimidating sensei title, lies a mare with 'growing' self doubt.

In the rural area near the wilderness outside Ponyville, a strong willed earth pony known by some as Saggitha Slap is looking after her dojo. However, behind the intimidating sensei title, lies a mare with 'growing' self doubt, among other things. She never thought of herself as one of those gorgeous ponies, but she tries to treat her body like her own temple, one thing that'll always keep her happy.

CONTAINS lactation, big horse udder or crotchboobs, and somewhat chubby ponies of my own design.

Published 2014-11-16 05:00:08 UTC
Last updated 2014-11-16 05:00:08 UTC

Lucky's Lament

“Please, let it arrive today.”

It was a particularly cool day in this rural area of Equestria. In the living room, Lucky Charm sat on her purple cushion while looking out the window. Part of her two-toned pink mane got in her eyes as she tries to shift all of her rather large rump onto the slightly undersized cushion.

“I couldn’t have gained that much winter weight, it’s barely fall.” She whined while poking her modest potbelly under her necked purple tunic, making it and the two large freckled mounds below it jiggle to the touch.

Just settling with being comfy in her seat, she let part of her generous flanks wobble off each side of the cushion. She looked at her cutie mark, a teal green bell with a four-leaf clover on it and cream wings with four spots over it.

“Yeah, lucky me.” She sighed sarcastically with a light smile, wiggling her plump flanks before turning to the view outside.

Lucky gazed out the cracked open window of her dojo into the rural trail leading to the closest town in that direction, Ponyville. The wind blew against the Saggitha Slap Dojo sign out front, hanging from chains as it makes its creaking sound for the elements. From the gust, a figure from the sky came swooping down, riding the winds with its stretched out wings as it landed with a few clops to the dirt road by the creaking sign. The green earth pony admires the entrance as it broke the tranquil windy scene.

“Could it be?” Lucky questioned herself, placing a hoof on her left udder, feeling taut from the morning milking she ended halfway through.

She gasped when she spied a blonde saddlebag bearing delivery pony, bundled up in a white flowing scarf, brown hat and matching coat with grey wings sprouted out of the holes. With a wing, she pulled a package out of her saddle bag with remarkable dexterity then reads for the correct address. Lucky Charm uttered a cry of delight then quickly got up from her undersized cushion and waddled over to the door, being careful not to go to fast indoors with the soft, heavy objects flopping between her thick legs. After her large gated gallop, the green earth pony took a deep breath before opening the door to find the delivery mare with a surprised face, holding a lollipop on her hoof.

“Greetings!” Lucky said happily, expecting a special package, but the delivery mare just stood there with a funny face and her candy holding hoof out. “Um…Hello?”

“Oh, uh hi miss…usually the little ponies are the ones who come flopping to the door that quickly.” She admitted, hearing the fast stomping from outside when Lucky dashed to the door like a spry school filly.

“Oh. Y-you could hear me coming from out here?” Lucky stuttered, blushing deeply from heavy steps she made. Both ponies only rolled her eyes back in embarrassment, the pegasus staring at the sign out front, reading ‘Saggi Slap’s Dojo’.

Lucky Charm looked back in horror as she noticed the creamy trail she left all the way back to her cushion by the window. She blushed even redder when she looked below her behind the fabric of her purple necked tunic. Lucky’s two massive swelling udders were leaking sweet smelling milk from brown taut turgid teats with increasing frequency.
There was moment of silence that felt like hours. The pink haired mare lowered her head in thought while the grey Pegasus only hummed.

“Why didn’t I take my time?! I could of paced myself and look at the mess I’m making! WAIT! I have a guest, just freak out. You’re Saggitha Slap, just think.”

“W-What are you saying? Are you implying I’m old?” Lucky joked, trying to switch the subject from her weight and hoping to divert attention from her over active assets creating a growing pool of lactation.

Sweat beaded down the grey pony’s face as she shook, picking up on the growing tension. She looked back at Lucky.

“NO NO, mam! I mean, It sounded like a really quick pony running for the door and I assumed…Uh package for a Miss Lucky Charm!”

The Pegasus wanted to fly away from this awkward scene as fast as she could, but she had a job to keep and a route to complete. Lucky Charm only grinned and leaned against the door frame, feeling her udders slap against each other and more drips hit the puddle of the floor. A gasp escapes her when a gust of wind blew on her fat brown teats, making them stiffen, especially with the beads of warm milk chilling on them. Her cheeks perked up as she showed off her buckteeth and freckle on each side of her face in a happy grin.

“Ok I get it, a slip of the tongue, don’t worry dear. I’ll just take that ‘quick’ comment as a compliment, oh and I’ll take that package too if ya don’t mind …Derpy Hooves.”

Lucky read the name tag pinned on the delivery pony’s coat as she took the small brown box by the teeth. The thick green pony turned around and with her long pink tail, she grabbed the lime green lollipop that was meant for colts and fillies.

“And this sweet here if ya don’t mind, for young ponies right?”

Derpy only shook her head in agreement with the dojo sensei. She feels silly as she examines the large rump and wide hips of Lucky Charm as she walks off her porch and back inside the dojo. The pegasai’s eyes spied something below the earth pony before she shut the door, the biggest pair of udders she ever saw wobbling between powerful looking legs. She wonders how she ever thought a little pony was going to meet her at that door. Derpy blushes more when she notices a trail of white liquid moving down the porch through the cracks, but then she shook her head and the thoughts out of it.

“RIGHT! I still got a job to do!” Derpy Hooves shouted to herself and took a deep breath. Feeling relived and psyched from her own shouting, she straighten her brown hat and flew off to the last few houses on her route.

Back inside the dojo, Lucky Charm was rolling on the floor, tearing into the package like a puppy. It was obvious the mare was rolling all over the place when puddles of milk can be seen all over the floor and wetting her tunic when she rolled directly on her oversized mammaries. Spurt after relieving spurt of thick fragrant milk spray wherever she rolled over them or they slammed on one another. One of her moist brown turgid teats still lay hard and erect while the other one looked unstimulated, despite a leaking stream of equine milk sliding down the oversized udder onto the once dry wooden floor. Lucky Charm didn’t really notice putting extra pressure on her jiggling mounds of flesh each bigger than her head. The mare's package has finally arrived and the streak of boredom has been severed.

“Its here! Its HERE!” She yelled, tearing bits of the package off, not even acknowledging the mess she and her bloated boobs are creating.

She finally saw the box inside the delivery package and uttered a squeak of delight. Meanwhile, walking down the steps was a noticeably bottom heavy greenish earth pony with purple spikey mane in a white gi with a dark purple belt around his slightly thin waist, investigating the rumbling. It was Lucky Charm’s little pony, Zippy Doo.

“CLOPPERS! Whats with all the noise down here, Grammy!? You know you’re too big to be bouncing around like a goofy girl.”

Zippy looked in the living room to find Lucky on her back with her mondo mams wobbling against her tummy before flopping to each side. She was holding the torn package between her forelegs with bright colored box inside. He waddled over to the bigger pony, trying to miss the wetter parts of the hardwood floor.

“How do you know I didn’t have a student down here in the dojo area, chubby cheeks?” The earth pony questioned, looking at the unamused colt with a comic book on his fat jiggling rump.

“Because we’ve been here for an entire year, and you’ve only had seven students EVER to come here and no ponys been in the dojo since that accident back in the summer.”

“I-I didn’t know ponies could keep rats as pets. I panicked! …Anyway, my package came in.”

Lucky held the heavily damaged box up, showing it to Zippy Doo. Before he got a look at it, the side ripped open and a smaller pink box fell to the floor in a puddle of freshly secreted milk. Zippy looked at the red ribbon tied pink box with an address from their homeland, India. The gi clad pony lowered his head and gave the box a sniff.

“Oh, that got some distance on it. I can still smell the ocean air on it…along with…HEY! I am not cleaning all this milk on the floor!” Zippy reacted, looking at the pearly white puddles of his grandma’s making.

Lucky Charm pulled the red ribbon and opened the pink box. Inside it was a white garment looking item with dark splotches and a frilly lace, it was an udder harness designed for pony. She pulled it out with and stretched it with her forelegs, showing her little pony.

“You won’t have to as much, with this. The Peppermint Cow’s Boutique’s designer udder strap! The Udderly Delightful edition.”

Zippy stopped her, “Peppermint Cows? I thought you hated those girl cows from the village? And isn’t their Udderly Delightful stuff crazy expensive?”

“I know, but they make some of the best stuff, besides, Its last year’s model so it was super cheap. You know those Peppermint Cows, once something new comes out, they completely forget their old stuff. A good thing too, since my last cow print harness …broke.” Lucky muttered, trying to cross her legs but there was too much mass jiggling, taking up space and dripping on the floor.

“So that’s what you bought with the bits I gave you?” Zippy tilted his head looking at her new bra, looking similar to the last one she had.

"Yes, and LOOK! It even has absorbent pads in each cup.”

She waved it in front of Zippy Doo’s face, excited to show her little pony. It was like the holidays, a little pony was showing their bigger parent what they got under the tree, but this seemed like a role reversal.

“Come on sweetie Doo, help me try it on!”

She kept waving her undergarment in the little pony's face, weirding him out little.

“Er, well alright. Let me just grab a mug of hot cocoa.” The colt sighed, feeling a bit chilly as he turned around.

Zippy's wide rump wobbled as he tries to his way to the kitchen, avoiding the sticky mess on the floor. He thinks about dumping two fat marshmallows in a mug of hot chocolate made with his grandmother's heated milk. He pulls on his gi, feeling a sudden chill create goosebumps on his fat uncovered portion of booty, balancing his comic book on it.

"There a window open? I'll put another log on the fire too while im at ..it?" He paused, hearing loud rumbling.

Lucky Charm was hopping around with her new bra in mouth while Zippy turned his head, looking in horror. His grandmother was so excited, her teats sprung a leak and started squirting thicker streams milk as she began dancing around. He quickly maneuvered his wide fat booty with the comic book still on it, trying to keep his beloved comic book dry.

“Alright, just let me-“ Zippy was stopped when one of Lucky’s udders flopped and spanked his rump. The waves of pony butt sent the comic flying over the biggest puddle of milk on the floor.

“NO!” He yelped

Zippy Doo jumped after the flying comic with Maniac’s grinning face on the cover, catching it with his teeth as he landed in the still warm puddle of milk. He took a deep breath of relief, then his nostrils were met with an intoxicating scent.

The entire living room reeked of horse lactation, and the cause of it was still acting like a cross between Pinkie Pie and and Equestria’s most potent lawn sprinkler.
Lucky was pronking around like the happiest ponies in Equestria. The sight of her belly jiggling and her large booty bouncing was a humorous sight. Her enormous udders were bouncing up and down in the process, slapping heavily against each other and slinging streams and droplets of milk everywhere.

“OK OK! Just Stop! You’re gonna ruin my comic! STOP!”

After setting his ‘Maniac Rises’ comic book on the coffee table away from his overactive grandmother and her overactive milk cannons, he grabbed Lucky’s new bra and proceeded to fit it around her.

“Ok, now lift your leg, Gram-Gram.”

Zippy Doo got a strap around Lucky’s meaty left leg, sliding it up past her hock and up her thigh.

“Hows it coming along, Sweetie-Doo?” She asked, turning her head, only seeing the colts rather large rump, larger than a small mare’s end in comparison, yet not as big as his grandma’s healthy hind humps.

Sometimes Lucky wonders if big bulbous butts ran in their family. Being born in an orphanage, she could never confirm this bulging question. Though she knows muscle is a contributing factor to her legs and backside with all the training she does. Lucky can’t discard the fact that fat also rules her rump among other places, she sighs in realization. Zippy Doo is far from the exception, hindquarter wise as she remembers coming to Equestria with him and it wasn’t even half as big as it is now. With their lower food budget, the unhealthier easy to find food is the usual choice.

“At least he wears the chub well.” The concerned grandmother thinks to herself.

“Do I have to put you on a no snack diet, chubby-cheeks? Hehehe.”

Zippy huffed, “You want me to return this thing? Better put that craziness out of your mind, as if you can talk.”

Zippy took his right hoof and slapped Lucky on the right side of her rump, creating a sea of ripples reaching to both her udders and her billowing belly. Lucky checked to make sure the slap didnt make her spring a leak, but her teats remained for the most part dry.

“Lift your right leg, Saggitha Sensei.”

She heeded Zippy’s threat and lifted her right leg, still feeling the light smack he gave to her booty. She feels the strap on the left side digging into her meaty thighs, hoping she sent her measurements in right. The thought of her gaining a little weight put her in sense of unease.

It was bad enough that without her size charm keeping her assets in a magic subspace, she would be dragging around half a ton of fat freckled udder blobs each bigger than her entire body. Despite how she looked naturally without her size charm, Lucky wasn't immobile. Although being the Dojo's teacher, she may as well be physically disabled with her hypertrophied hooters discouraging business.

"Well at least some travelers like buying some of my charms for their journeys, that brings in a little money at least."

Lucky Charm didn’t want to put a bad influence on her grandson by putting on extra weight during the dojo’s lack of business. The mare lamented about both hers and Zippy’s ample assets, wondering where they’ll go from here. She then looked down back at the pink box her bra came in, there was a magazine titled ‘Equine Fashion Elite’. She opened a page, showing highlights from the End of Summer fashion fest. Ponies of little varying shapes littered the runway in different outfits, fitting the theme. All of them looked lithe and limber with dulled expression. These magazines were made to show how stylish and gorgeous these ponies were compared to the common pony, Lucky couldn't help but compare herself to them.

"These ponies are so trendy and sleek. I bet they have some super expensive diet to keep so thin. Their udders are either small or nonexistent besides two little teats, the complete opposite of ...me. Is this beautiful?"

Lucky mumbles to herself while reading and looking at the pictures, while Zippy stuffs her jiggly presence in the garment. These images in the zine didn’t help Lucky at all with her worries, but she did like some of the designs.

“Ok, these milky monsters are in…The paper says to make sure your teats are against the pads….Saggitha…Lucky? ….GRAMMY!” Zippy Doo yelled, alerting the pink mane pony.

Lucky Charm was standing there lost in thought thinking about weight issues before snapping back to reality. She left the thought of two pony blobs laying on two enormous freckled pony udders floating in a a room flooded with milk poof away in the thought bubble.

“Y-YES?! Um..Yeah Sweetie Doo? Oh, its already on.”

Zippy only scratched his head, wondering what his grammy was thinking about that preoccupied her that long.

“Well …yeah its on. How does it fit, Grammy?”

Lucky walked around, feeling the straps dig into her backside while her legs kneaded her big fat udders, making them move side to side as she took one step after another.

“Well,?” The colt asked one more time? “Well anyway, I gotta go. I’m reading comics at the lake with Button Mash. Cloppers, I swear if he spoils another ending, im gonna-” The colt trotted back upstairs to grab his saddle bag.

“Oh sure thing, Zippy Sweetie.” Lucky sighed, swinging her bloating pony boobs side to side, hoping to break the bra in a little more.

Lucky Charm walks around the living room, getting a feel for her new garment. As she feared, the bra was kind of snug as the straps dug deeper into her doughy derriere, but it managed. Looking in the mirror to the side, she didn’t see any wet spots so the pads are doing their job….for now. She knew she’d have to head to the bathroom to hoof milk herself again in a hour or so. She had to leave herself half full for almost three weeks during her morning and evening milking, hoping the bra would get here those days so she could test them in her engorged state. All that time, her udders ached from overfilling and her forelegs getting tired from all the pressing during her extended milking sessions. Lucky remembers them feeling like gelatin at times only left her sighing and hoping for tomorrow to come.

“Cloppers, Saggitha. Why are you thinking about this now?” she question, wiggling her rump to test the straps hugging it.

The leaky mess she made in a shop last week had her send Zippy Doo into town for business, she was far too mortified to go anywhere after the biggest averted crisis. The time she let herself fill up so much she almost overloaded her size charm in town. Lucky remembers knocking a few ponies down, trying to flee Ponyville, only making it to a deserted trail. There her charm flew out of her cutie mark and her udders expanded to their enormous size, spraying thick multiple streams of lactation into the air with every jiggle. She drug her half a ton mass halfway to the dojo before finding a big bush to relieve herself enough for the udder size charm to hold her hyper endowed size again. The tired pony looked back at the huge puddle of milk she left behind the bush, watching a few animals drink from it. Embarrassed and still leaking, she waddled on home before any pony saw her.

“Yeah…Lucky me.” She sighs, walking through the mess on the floor to her cushion by the window, lamenting the worst times she went to Ponyville.

Every few nights, the thought of the town ever seeing her connected to enormous wobbling door bursting blobs she calls her udders made her weep when she dropped into her floor level bed. Lucky was glad she didn’t have to play the waiting game again for a while, it was throwing her milk schedule out of whack and had the poor mare overproducing milk even more than usual.

“Thank luna that’s over…until this one snaps.”

Lucky plopped back down to her purple cushion with the EFE magazine to finally relax. All those extra gallons she made for weeks always took a lot more energy outta her, leaving her dehydrated, sleepy, etc. It would take at least a week for her udders to finally calm themselves.

“Ah, now a gal can finally relax.”

Zippy Doo came back down the stairs with a light pink scarf and brown saddle bag full of comics on his right side. He sees Lucky Charm sitting on the cushion by the window with her new designer udder harness. It showed an ample amount of cleavage plumped up like bread dough as well, sporting few brownish freckles.
“Hey, Grammy Saggi. I was meaning to say before you zoned out, …I didn’t know you had freckles down there.”

Lucky looked down, blushing at the sight of her supported mass sitting taut and concealed.

“OH..I’m sorry Dooey. I usually slap a little makeup on them to cover these marks...” She said, while sliding the bra off.

“I like my new harness, but I feel more relaxed with it off.” She covers her freckled cleavage with the magazine after putting her cow print bra back in the pink box.

Zippy Doo grabbed his comic book he left on the coffee table and slid it in his saddlebag, then looked back at his grandmother.

“Well, thats dumb . You look ok to me, with or without silly girl makeup.”

He went to his grammy and gave her a hug, surprising her immensely. Lucky’s heart melted, Zippy never been one to go out and hug ponies unless it was a grappling move he practices. Before she could get her forelegs around him, the colt was already heading for the door, avoiding the milk and wet package pieces still on the floor.

“B-be careful, Zippy Doo!” She turned around to see him off but he was already outside. She got back up and galloped to the door, until-

“WOOAH! WA-WOAAAAH!” Lucky slipped on the biggest puddle of milk , slamming into the wall.

“…Ouch. Thank the princesses I’m well-padded in some places.”

Lucky Charm end was on the wall while she was on the floor. Then drips of milk leak from her teats, onto her soaked purple tunic and face, getting in her eyes. She lifted herself up and slowly went to the door to see if Zippy was still in sight. Looking around, there was no sign of the pony anywhere. She closed the door and went to get a mop and mop bucket to clean up the slipping hazard in the living room.

“Well, I’ll get this mess cleaned up before any other accidents occur.” She made sure her cumbersome crotchboobs weren’t leaking while she was sweeping and mopping,
Around an hour later, Lucky Charm finished mopping the whole floor and put the supplies away. She went to the coffee table to get a good look at the once milky area. She bumped her flank against the coffee table making the Equine Fashion Elite magazine fall open. Lucky looked at a page showing Crystal ponies in Trottingham, doing photo-shoots for some fall fashion.

“Oh, the reds sparkles really bring out the fall flare look, but I think my sparkly floors got those crystal ponies beat.” She said, wiping the sweat off her brow.

Lucky could make out herself on the hardwood floor. A shiny busty green earth pony with two tone pink hair looked back at her, smiling and blushing.

“I know I’ll never be thin and cute like those runway ponies and shiny crystal models, but at least I’m happy and healthy…right?”

Author's Note

Guess this counts as a short story?
Be happy and healthy, all.