Muffin Factory

by Double Sun Power

Rating: teen
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Length: 1662

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-11-22 00:29:39 UTC

Batter, Batter

Bright lights came on and bleached the room in a unbearable white coating. Over time, the white dimmed and her eyes came into focus. Derpy noticed she was alone in a gray room with a huge silo of muffin batter to her right. Sitting down in her casual wear, she had no memory of how she got h ere. A large speaker blared on and gave a huge dose of incredible audio feedback which made Derpy very uncomfortable. After the pause of silence, a loud voice came over the intercom. Derpy wasn't able to identify the voice due to the loudness of the vocals and the static.

The voice said, "Welcome Derpy Hooves! I am a friend who has been admiring your love for muffins over a course of a few weeks now, and i have an experiment!"

"What is this place? Where am i?" questioned Derpy.

The voice replied, "You are in my own little facility! I call it, the Muffin Factory! I hope you feel at home!"

Derpy's interest was piqued, "Muffin Factory? You make muffins here?" she asked.

The voice continued, "You could say that my little confused pony friend. We simply conduct results from experiments that we use muffins to accomplish!"

Derpy was very confused at the moment and kept thinking about what the stranger had said. Why do the tests involve muffins? Better question, what kind of tests are they?

Angrily, the voice shouted, "DERPY!!!"

The stranger exclaimed very loudly as Derpy was trailing off into space wondering the questions that flew around her head. She shook her head and tried paying attention to avoid further conflict.

"S-sorry! I trailed off!"

"It's perfectly fine! Let the experiment begin!" announced the voice.

A loud sound was emitted from the roof of the room and a long hose fell down in front of Derpy's snout. It lifted mechanically and made its way right into her mouth and strapped itself on firmly. Derpy was worried and shook her head hard to remove the metal tube. Nothing. It was strapped on and wouldn't budge. Derpy tried to talk but it all came out as muffled gibberish.

"Sorry if this is shocking to you," apologized the voice, "but we are about to begin! Oh, and Derpy? Your question asking if we made muffins here? Yes, we do! But we don't make ordinary muffins darling."

The sound of a large device started puttering from above her and the silo full of muffin batter started to steam from the top. She could hear the sound of the batter being sucked through the tube and the creamy flow of it going down close to her mouth.

"We make pony muffins!"

Hearing "pony muffins" shocked Derpy as the creamy flow of batter invaded her mouth, and she was forced to swallow, it as more and more batter went down her tiny throat. She kept trying to talk and stop the batter, but nothing she tried worked. She was unarmed and couldn't do anything except sit there on the ground. The thick and fluffy muffin batter was incredibly delicious and she loved the flavor as every ounce that went down her throat pleased her taste buds. As she enjoyed the flow of the batter, she was completely unaware of her belly. Her stomach started to round and flow outwards from her shirt and push against her jacket zipper. The tension and strain of her stomach made her snap out of her trance and realize what the stranger had done.

Her belly rounded more and more, with the feeling of swelling and the sound of gurgling from the thick batter making its way into the oversize pony. Her hands pressed against her swelling stomach, feeling the new layers of fat she was given. She watched her massive gut grow bigger and fatter as the batter made its way into new parts of her body. Her thighs had started to swell and press against her tightened jeans. The strain of the clothes made her groan in pleasure as the seams started to give way and show skin from her growing legs. She made an effort to get up to stop the machine, but not a nudge. She was becoming immobile by layers of fat and blubber.

Her body wouldn't stop swelling and growing even more and more massive. Her wobbly and huge belly had stretched out farther then before and lifted up her jacket. She placed her hands on the side of her gut and pressed inward. So soft and squishy. She could feel the warmth of the delicious batter heating up her skin. As she pressed harder into her massive belly, she noticed her boobs starting to inflate. The creamy batter had made her boobs like balloons, slowly inflating almost ready to pop. They had grown so big her jacket zipper popped and gave way in certain areas. Soon, her entire top section had broke free from her jacket zipper and started to grow more and more covering her face.

As she felt her huge breasts, they pushed away her jacket and started to reveal her underwear. A slim part of her bra had become noticeable and more of it was showing as her body was becoming more and more massive. Soon, the batter had stopped flowing but the tube was kept in her snout.

Stranger: "Look at my fat and massive little pony! You have become a delicious looking muffin so far! Shall we continue?"

Derpy tried to shaker her head no, but her massive cheeks and boobs refused as they covered half her face.

Stranger: "No answer? Alright then."

Another blare from the machinery started up and the batter started pumping faster and faster into her mouth. She wasn't sure she could hold much more. Her belly had truly grown massive and it started rounding into a perfect sphere. Her breasts had continued to grow fatter and thicker covering her mouth and merging with her fattened face. She tried pushing down her breasts but her arms had fattened up so much they didn't lift. The seams in her jacket sleeves had busted opened and showed her forearm. The squishy fat forcefully kept pushing through the tear making it bigger and bigger. She had become completely immobile.

Her legs and thighs had gotten incredibly enormous and kept ripping through her jeans. Her ass was unbearably huge and pushed down the waist of her jeans. As her ass wobbled and swelled to massive heights, her waist had grown extremely fat and popped open her pants zipper. Revealing her yellow panties, she blushed incredibly hard and made a hopeless effort to cover them. Her enormous belly blocked her fat arms from reaching her zipper and continued to swell bigger and bigger blocking her view of the wall in front of her. As her massive belly and huge boobs continued to swell bigger and bigger blocking all in her view, she whimpered and groaned which escaped as a muffled cry.

Her clothes had given up the fight and she was way to massive and fat for them to hold it all. Her jacket was completely in shreds as her enormous arms and belly of fat and grown to an extremely dangerous size. Her ass was incredibly fat and was on the brink of snapping her yellow panties that stretched to incredible size keeping her fat privates hardly covered. Her yellow bra was being overwhelmed from all sides of her massive and fat breasts that engulfed more than half her face. Her huge thighs were layers of fat laying on the floor like two huge soft pillows. She made a quiet and muffled cry as batter continued flowing into her body. She heard loud gurgles and her body straining as more and more thick batter made its way into the enormous and oversize pony. She could feel it. She was about to burst.

A loud blaring noise sounded over her and her swelling gut as red lights flashed.

A monotone robotic voice sounded over the intercom, "Critical pressure levels! Danger! Pressure dangerously high!"

She began to panic as her enormous belly just wouldn't stop growing. Every pound of her body got fatter and fatter and her body size was extraordinary. Her panties and bra got tighter and tighter as her ass and boobs got fatter and thicker with each gulp and pump of the silo. The red lights kept blaring and repeated the same warning message.

"Critical pressure levels! Danger! Pressure dangerously high!"

She knew it was about to happen. The swelling had gotten unbearable and her body strained against her tough underwear. She closed her eyes tightly awaiting to explode. Her fat head had completely sunk in her fat arms, back, and breasts. Everything was extremely tight and she waved her arms attempting to make her stop the process. She kept getting bigger and bigger as her huge love handles pressed hard against the sides of the tiny room. She whimpered and cried quietly.

"This is it," She thought, "I'm gonna burst!"

Suddenly, the sound of the machine puttering had slowly stopped and the blaring lights had paused. She opened her eyes but only saw her enormous spherical body covering every area of her view with fat.

"Congratulations, Derpy!" announced the voice, "You are the first pony to hold and contain every... last... ounce of the muffin batter in that silo! The workers at the Muffin Factory congratulate you!"

The long hose detached from her mouth and was pulled back to the top of the ceiling. She sighed deeply and was thankful it was over.

"Since you have past the test! We would like to go to phase 2!"

"I'm... so... *cough* full... Wh-what is phase... t-two?" Derpy struggled to say.

"Oh... nothing really," assured the voice, "since you are the first pony ever to hold every single drop of batter, you are now our first ever pony muffin! Now all that's left is the taste test!"