It Will All Workout

by PhealGud

Rating: teen
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Berry Punch, Comedy, Gilda, Slice of Life
Length: 1060

Berryshine ends up finding a very out of shape Gilda on the side of the trail.

Based on a picture done by Mellowhen and commissioned by Krown. Berryshine ends up running into Gilda who's currently trying to work her way back to her 'flying weight' after fattening up a bit from her successful GryphonScones business.

Published 2016-05-10 02:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2016-05-10 02:40:01 UTC

It Will All Workout

Berryshine didn’t mind the few laps she had to do every morning, not only was it somewhat therapeutic to get some fresh air, but she constantly made frequent stops to talk to other ponies. In reality the ‘few laps’ to the purple pony would just turn into one lap with frequent breaks to constantly chat with others. Though, the trail today looked a bit different as she turned the corner to see a big hill in the distance. It must have been hot that day as she swore the hill was lightly shaking, probably a mirage created by the heat rising from the trail. The pony didn’t remember there being a hill at that part of the trail.

She trotted closer, seeing the brown lump approach with what appeared to be a discarded WonderBolts banner or something. It must have been created for some fair or something was all Berryshine could think. Though, as the purple pony got closer and closer she suddenly gasped to herself at she finally realized what she was looking at.

It was the ass of a massively obese gryphon trying to drag herself across the ground desperately with pudgy paws. From the rear Berryshine could observe the two huge cheeks wobble and shake, barely constrained with blue and yellow Wonderbolt branded sweat pants reduced to shorts. Thick rips in the fabric revealed soft brown fur pushing from the gaps, exposed to the air, and the sweat stains that surrounded them. A thick, lazy tail swayed about, attempting to assist in the gryphon’s locomotion. The creature’s legs were so thick that it obscured her rear lion legs from the back, and also made it difficult to see her wings. Only time she was able to was when they occasionally flapped, flicking off specs of sweat on them.

Berryshine continued to approach at a much slower pace, knowing that she was easily catching up with what could be considered the fattest gryphon in equestria. At a distance she could hear the gryphon gasp and pant wildly as she shuffled her bloated limbs around her body in order to push a heaving massive stomach across the ground. All ground clearance was lost to the gryphon as her gut spread out almost beyond the width of her limbs, but also back to where it was pushed up against her rear legs. She practically sparkled with sweat, as her fur and feathers were soaked with her own perspiration.

Berryshine got closer, seeing how the gryphon’s fat back rose up enough to be parallel height with the top of the gryphon’s white feathered head. The sounds of gasps and wheezing for air was loud and pitiful. Fat talons tipped huge arms loaded with sagging, loose fat, constrained with an off blue Wonderbolts themed zip up sweatshirt that had multiple rips and holes. She could see the fat chest the gryphon possessed, the sweats constraining against it so much that it was practically shrink wrapped. Every movement the gryphon made caused her to groan, her body to groan, and her clothing to groan. Even the headband on top of her head was stretched out, massive cheeks on both sides of the gryphon’s face practically making her head three times its original size, and only gets wider when looking at her massive neck.

She then realized who it was.

“G-Gilda?!” Berryshine said out loud before quickly clamping her hooves against her mouth. She watched as Gilda slowly huffed and heaved, swinging her fat head a little to the side, attempting to look at the person who spoke, but unfortunately she was unable to see, her massive cheeks practically serving as blinders for her.

“YEAH *wheeze*... what’s it *huff* matter… to you” Gilda gasped out, her beak open, huffing and puffing frantically trying to supply her body with air.

“Oh… uh yeah” Berryshine commented nervously, “I uh… recognize you from your scones… they are very good.”

“Yeah… *huff* too good” Gilda muttered, her thick wings flapping slothfully, jiggling a bit with the several inches of fat covering them, “need… *huff* to get back… *wheeze* to my *wheeze* flying… weight.”

“Um… alright” Berryshine commented before standing back with a panicked gasp. Gilda’s form undulated and shook as she took another step, her massive gut dragging against the ground, but her arm buckled from exhaustion. With the urgency of molasses, her body began tipping over to the side. Though it almost looked like it was growing to one side, enveloping the ground under it as she fell on her side. The sounds she made were gutorial, thick glorps and shaking noises as her body rested on her flank. Even when she did fall, she still moved, her obese form sloshing like a maelstrom. Gilda’s belly was properly exposed to the air, some of the fur lightly rubbed off and scraped from how much it’s been dragged.

Angry bubbling noises emitted from Gilda’s pachyderm sized paunch, Berryshine stepping back in fear seeing it swell up a little.

BRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPP

Spittle and drool flew out of Gilda’s beak as she let out a mighty belch, reducing her swelling but causing her body to roll and shake a bit longer. Yet, it was the final straw for her sweats, as the zipper broke off and opened up with a loud tearing noise, letting Gilda’s breast push out more and other rips to grow larger.

“Guuuhhhhh” She groaned, eyes half opened, drool dribbling from the corner of her beak, “I’ll *huff* have… a… *wheeze* break… *urp* right heeeer.” Berryshine looked at the beached bird with a bit of worry, approaching with caution.

“Hey… are you alright?” she asked.

“Winded… exhausted… to *urp* fat to walk” Gilda squawked annoyed, “I’m… pe*URP*fectly *wheeze* fiiiinnneee.” The glare she gave Berryshine said otherwise, “screw it… I’ll head… back *wheeze* to the bakery.”

“Mind if I help?” Berryshine asked eagerly.

“Buh… sure… whatever dweeb” Gilda groaned, “I’ll… give you a scone… *huff* for your troubles.”

“Oh goodie” she cheered, “I love your scones.”

“Me too…” Gilda churred, almost pleasantly, “a bit too much…” Gilda gurgled a bit, looking at her massively over bloated form, reconsidering her workout methods.

“Maybe we can stop by the spa on the way back” the pony commented, “help clean off that dirt?”

“That sounds… pleasant for once” Gilda replied, “I wonder if they… have any… treats.”