One of Six

Hearing the loud cawing of a rooster, Velvet slowly started returning back to her senses, which too were gradually beginning to return to full function.

‘’Mhmm...’’ She moaned happily, turning her body on its side, feeling the soft touch of the mattress against her decreased but still larger than average belly – and body for that matter.

Reaching out a little, until she found what she was looking for, she gently started pulling the covers up a little more up, stopping it at her neck. Before she nuzzles it with her nose, a smile forms on her face.

Suddenly, her eye shots open, and she tries to quickly move, only to find that she is having a little bit of trouble managing her new weight in the manner of being bedside. She continues to struggle until she tires herself out, and she lays back down on the bed, breathing a little heavier than usual from the exhaustion of working herself so much, even in the morning before having a chance to get herself fixed up with something to eat.

Damnit it! No! I am not going to just fall right back into that trap, I swear, I will not give in so easily, just because I might be hungry, she thought to herself.

But for now… Her head raised, turned, and started looking around at her surroundings. It was obvious to her that she was no longer outside, but the where was still an important thing she’d like to find out. She had one idea about where she might be, but she wanted to keep all options open, in case it turned out she was wrong. The sound of a rooster was essential in letting her know that she was on a farm, so that limited a few of the options a bit.

The room looked to be pretty casual, with a nightstand beside the bed, a small table with some books on it – with a nearby pillow – and several hooks which there hung a rope, while the other did not seem to hold anything. Noticing a very close-by doorknob, her eyes grew wide again from the surprise of that being there.

Phew! A way for me to escape…Finally!

Bringing both her hooves behind her, she started lifting herself up. The support of her hooves helping a little in getting her sitting up-right on the bed.

Her face frowned, becoming saddened at the thought of just the simple act of sitting up on a bed was something worth celebrating. It was not a good sign, if anything.

As she made small leaps off the bed, her stomach all of a sudden started to ache, painfully. Catching her attention, it was immediately drawn down to the origin of where the painful sensation was coming from.

‘’What now?’’ She groaned, touching a hoof to the side of her poor tummy, clenching her eyes, and just pushing through the straining pain of her gut.

I-I’ve got to see this…I-it hurts so badly.

With quick succession, she pulled the covers off her, almost throwing them off the bed, putting her whole body on display. Now she only needed to see herself.

Gently opening her first eye, she caught sight of a ballooned, rounded bean bag of a belly. Try as she might, there was no denying it anymore that she was fat. Her stomach stuck out a good eight inches bigger than the last time she had seen it.

As she saw it, she reflected on how much she had changed over these last couple of days…Heck, these last couple of hours if you wanted to be more precise.

She had been kidnapped, forced to experience heat, stuffed herself silly, been feed while a mare pleasured her…

Then kidnapped again, and forced to ingest tons and tons and tons of food, all just to satisfy some demented stallion, that she had started to like, but then turned out to be just another creepy fucker who only wanted a fat mare to admire at his home…

She was surprised that was even still able to walk. Seriously, the trip to…wherever this was, must have burned off quite a few calories since last night.

No, wait! I remember trotting to a small forest, and then losing consciousness… Her eyes suddenly went wide, and her head quickly shot up. Which means that I did not make my way here on my own…

Someone found me!

*CLIP CLOP*

Oh shit, it sounds like somepony’s coming!

The steps get closer and closer, gradually coming to a stop behind the doorknob.

Oh fuck! Now I’m gonna get it! I-I’m all trapped out here in the middle of nowhere farmland…Who is going to come looking for a chunky, fat mare like me at a place like this?! They might think that I’m part of the family, or some shit like that!

Sweat begins to pour down along her temples, eventually going on to start getting her coat wet too, spreading all over her body, and just confirming that she is fucking terrified of the situation.

*Knob turns*

Oh shit…!

*Door pushes open*

Ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck…

She clenches her eyes shut, hoping that whomever it is that just get it over-with, so they can just get to fattening her up already. Why else would she be here?!

‘’Um, miss? Are ya’ okay?’’ A soft, young voice spoke up, her eyes shot open, and she turned her round face to stare at the door. But instead of the tall, mature, adult that she had expected to see, there stood a small colt with a red mane, light-yellow coat, and a bandanna around his neck.

‘’Uh excuse me, but who are you, kid?’’ I raised a hoof, pointing it at him.

‘’Oh excuse me, miss, where is mah manners, ah’m Applebuck.’’

*Mental snicker*

But seriously, his name alone gave a pretty big hint as to where I was. Quickly, my worried look changed into a warm, reassured smile, as I raised my hoof, pointing it at him again, but in a more casual manner.

‘’Oh I understand…You’re Applejack’s brother, aren’t you?’’ After hearing me ask that, the little guy smiled back.

‘’Sure am.’’

His eyes suddenly lit up, and a laxed smirk settled on his face, he positioned his hooves in such a way that was unmistakably pride.

‘’The brother of Applejack, the Element of Honesty?’’ He blew a breath on his hoof, and then rubbed his chest with it. ‘’That’s me.’’

‘’Riiiiight…’’ It was obvious I hadn’t heard about him, but more precisely his brother.

Opening his eye, after a small period of nothing but dead silence, except for one particular, that was the cause of his eye opening in the first place, he saw her lying on the bed in her state, seemed to suddenly snap him out of whatever deep thoughts he had to have been in before noticing her.

‘’Oh right…’’ He undid the strange tangled thing with his hooves, and stood in a far more normal stance, staring back at her blankly. ‘’Um, my brother sent me up here to let you know that breakfast is ready.’’

‘’Applebluck! It’s getting cold!’’ A sudden voice sounded from outside the hallway.

My eyes trailed down, returning to looking upon him. When his head turned back to me, I only blinked a couple times.

Neither of us had pointed it out yet, but my hooves were on both sides of my belly, almost instinctively holding it in such a soothing fashion.

The silence between us was interrupted when my stomach let out a deep rumble, gurgling loudly, sounding rather distressed because of both of our stalling in denying it substance. Both of us had our attention drawn to it, and while he looked at it alongside me, I felt embarrassed at having my stomach act up like this. My cheeks blushed, and I softly rubbed circles on my belly in an effort to calm it.

‘’Well, eh heh,’’ my head turned, looking back at him, letting out a nervous chuckle. ‘’You see; the thing is…I cannot exactly get off this bed because of my…’’ I patted my belly, watching in humiliation as it jiggled, sending ripples through the mass. ‘’Soooo…yeahhhh…do you mind helping a fat mare to her hooves?’’

I tried giving him a nervous smile in an effort to seem cute to him in my request for help getting off the bed so that he wouldn’t just straight-up make fun of me for my lack of mobility. ‘’S-sure, miss,’’ was his response as he trotted up towards the bed, heading for the back.

Jumping up onto the bed, he started pushing against my flank, pushing with all his might, while I tried moving my chubbier form out. Doing at least something to try and help him while he helped me.

The movement was slow, but with a lot of patience, my chubby body started to turn to the side, allowing my hind legs to hang out over the side of the bed. At which point I raised my hoof, and let out a loud enough, ‘’Stop!’’ to let him know he had done enough. He jumped down from the bed, and trotted out in front of the bed, watching me.

With a great push – and a small enough jump – my excess weight seemed to have proven itself an advantage, as my round tummy actually forced my body up off the bed. However, unlike last time I tried this, I was much better prepared to land on my hooves, and control my weight a little more, letting out a slight grunt as my developing fatty rolls jiggled a little. Looking me up and down with his un-removable gaze, Applebuck smiled back.

‘’You ready to go get something to eat?’’ he asked.

As if on que, my belly started to growl something fierce, holding on its gurgling. Both of us looked down at my stomach, though I raised a hoof up to gently touch it.

‘’S-sure thing, Applebuck, l-lead the way.’’ I grunted, whilst holding my aching gut.

He nodded back, turned around, and immediately trotted towards the doorframe, exiting through it, and heading out into the hallway. The sound of his hooves clopping on the floor accompanying us on our brief walk down the hallway.

Getting down the stairs was a bitch, especially with me having to take it easy, since one slip-up, and I could have accidentally collapsed all of my large mass over this little kid, that was absolutely puny compared to how big my size was.

He led the way into the kitchen, where my eyes saw the biggest of all surprises…Not the fact that food was piled high with food, no, that was expected from a ‘’small’’ family such as this, but what got to me was that there was nopony else there, aside from Applebuck. But from behind the food, someone is heard moving, accompanied by a soft humming.

‘’Applebuck? Is that you?’’ The south, which has a southern accent attached to it, calls out. ‘’How about our guest? Is she awake?’’

‘’Y-yes, she is.’’ I reply back, almost as if someone else had been controlling me.

Suddenly, a head peaks itself out from behind the trees, staring back with a blank stare. But that expression quickly turns into shock, as he sees my eyes blinking a couple times back at him. From what I saw, I immediately recognized this pony as the gender reversed counterpart of Applejack, the same orange coat, and the same stretson.

‘’Oh, yeah, ah remember you.’’ He smiles, pointing a hoof directly at me. Shortly after, the rest of his body emerges from behind the food. ‘’Ah found ya sleepin’in our orchards this mornin’.’’

My eyes go wide as he mentions that. But then again, now that I think about it, I did fall asleep out by some trees. I didn’t know I had subconsciously walked in direction of his farm, and especially his apple tree orchard.

‘’Oh, I am so sorry,’’ I put a hoof to my mussel, making it look I was shocked. I couldn’t let them know that I had run away from Elusive, they might maybe listen to me, but then again, Elusive was a good friend of Applejack’s – I assume – and so he might stay closer to his friendship with him, rather than heed what I had to say. ‘’I didn’t know I was intruding on your fields. I-I just assumed I was getting myself comfortable under any random tree.’’ I stumbled over my words in nervous fashion, which only got me several looks from Applebuck.

‘’Hey, no damage done,’’ he said, holding up his hoof to give me an indication it was alright. ‘’And besides, it wasn’t like getting you here all in one piece wasn’t difficult, I could use the workout.’’

I frowned, directing my eyes down towards my large, protruding gut. ‘’So do I…’’ I indivertibly let out.

‘’What was that?’’ He questioned.

‘’Uh, nothing…Nothing.’’ I replied, quickly shifting my eyes back to looking at him.

Him and his brother just turned to each other, shrugging back at one another.

‘’Well, anyway, I’ve prepared a good breakfast for us to enjoy…I didn’t know whether you wanted to join us or not, so I made extra for you.’’ But just then, as he finished talking, and held out his hoof, indicating with it towards all the food, something seemed to snap about him, and he suddenly got a worried look as his face looked back at me. ‘’No offense.’’

I only blinked my eyes a series of times, because I had no idea what he was talking about, but in a very short time I came to understand what he was getting at.

‘’Oh,’’ I replied, my cheeks blushing slightly. ‘’Uh, it’s okay. I’m quite…’’

GROWL! GROAN!

All eyes suddenly looked down at my stomach, including my own, and my already existent blush grew larger.

Well, I think that answers the end of that sentence, I thought to myself, a little bit embarrassed from having my stomach interrupt me, and indicate how hungry I was, just when I was about to just do that anyways with normal words.

‘’Anyway…Why don’t you join us for breakfast, Mrs.….?’’ He gave me a look, telling me, rather slowly, that he wanted me to tell him my name.

‘’Oh, Velvet Cake.’’ I extended a hoof out, knowing that he would want to shake it.

‘’Applejack, Applebuck’s older brother.’’ He smiles, putting a hood around his younger brother’s neck, bringing him closer to him.

‘’Oh, come on, Applejack. That’s embarrassing.’’ The colt replies, struggling too free himself from his older brother’s stronger grip around him. I couldn’t help but giggle slightly as the two of them started play-fighting with each other, Applejack doing that that thing where you rub someone’s hair with a fist…or rather hoof, as the case was, and Applebuck simply chuckling, whilst still trying to push himself away from his older brother’s strong grip.

Letting go of his brother, Applejack turned toward me, staring back with a friendly, but mostly blank smile.

‘’So…do you want to get some breakfast with us, or…’’ he trailed off, shifting his eyes back at the table.

‘’Sure.’’ I hesitated a little when responding.

Without saying another word, Applejack just pointed his hoof at the table, indicating for us to sit down.

However, there was one small problem about this whole thing, there was enough food for four, but there were only three ponies sitting around it. It was obvious who was missing, and Applebuck beat in pointing it out.

‘’Hey, where’s sis? Where Macareina’’ His head turned from side to side as he asked, looking around the room for any sign of the red and orange pony.

‘’Now that I think about it…Yeah, where is Macareina?’’ I asked, turning my head around the room, but seeing only the same kitchen that had been, for the most part, silent.

‘’Uh, you I understand because you haven’t been here all that often…’’ He pointed a hoof at me, but then shifted it to his younger brother. ‘’But with you there is no excuse. Have you already forgotten that Macareina left the farm after Grampa Smith moved into Ponyville to stay with that one mare that seemed to be quite into him?’’

Blinking my eyes, a couple times, my mind shut out Applebuck responding to his brother with a ‘’Oh yeah.’’ But being awakened when my ear perked itself up, hearing the older brother speak to me.

‘’Um, we’re starting to eat now, so feel free to help yourself. We have plenty’’

My head shook and eyes blinked, which when I regained a more controlled composure looked out at all the delicious goodies that were being offered. Steadily, my stomach growled once again, one more reminding me that I should be eating rather than admiring the food.

Feeling a blush come on, I reached out and started helping myself to some delicious omelette, pancakes, and an individual small pitcher of syrup for each of them.

Having not gotten acquainted to eating food like pancakes in this form, she silently eyed the brothers as to how they ate it. The results were a bit surprising; they just downed their mussels against them, taking rather large bites out of them. It was odd to say the least, but she wasn’t exactly in a normal world anymore, was she?

Giving the pancakes a strange look, she hesitated a little bit before it. But eventually, mere seconds before her belly started to begin bugging her about eating her food, she reached down with her mussel, and took a first, and surprisingly gracious bite, but she had not taken into the account the syrup she had poured on earlier, which now smeared around her mussel.

She exhaled a soft sigh, before going back in for another bite. This time being careful so as not have too much of the syrup smear over her mussel again.

‘’By the way, ah don’t think ah got yer name.’’ Applejack suddenly spoke up, drawing her attention up away from her food and instead onto him. ‘’Name’s Applejack.’’ He said extending out a friendly hoof for her to shake. But instead, she only looked at it for a few seconds, before finally moving her own hoof out to take his.

‘’Velvet Cake…’’ She watched his eyes grow wide, knowing exactly what he was going to ask, but when his mouth opened she beat him to the punch. ‘’And yes, I may have some relations to the Cakes that live here, but not by a whole lot. We just share the last name.’’ His mouth closed, nodding impressed with a tensed mouth.

‘’Alright, alright…’’ He muttered as his eyes fell back towards his own pancakes.

While eating, her eyes shift off to the side, falling upon the eggs. Her thought was being horrified that ponies ate other creature’s offspring, but was then reminded of how humans were and quickly dismissed that thought. She had done it before, being in pony form wasn’t going to make that big of a difference.

She picked it up with her teeth, and gently lifted it up, arching her neck, and bringing a hoof up so she could shove it further into her mouth.

To her great astonishment the egg doesn’t taste too different, the texture is soft, easy to chew, and it still has that delicious taste to it that omelette has, but instead of tasting like an omelette, it instead has the flavor and taste of an…Apple? But upon further investigation into the matter, and actually opening the egg a little bit, it is plainly obvious now why it had more an apple taste than that of an egg. There are bits and chunks of apple in it.

Shrugging it off as nothing, she instead tries eating it like normal, despite the obvious ups and downs of its flavor. Sometimes it tastes like a plain omelette, other times it tastes apple, and on some occasions it is like a hybrid of both egg and apple.

Before moving on to the two final omelettes, she notices her plate is a little barren, and thinks that a few more wouldn’t hurt. She grabs three more, putting them on her plate. This time not even bothering with the syrup, because frankly the taste of these things on their own was delicious. It tasted like normal Denny’s pancakes, but with the taste ramped up to an even higher level. If not for her newfound truth about Elusive, she wouldn’t have minded stuffing herself with these all day.

Once the egg is gone, she goes back to eating the pancakes again. But as she resumes eating, Applebuck is already finished. Having had his fill, and now getting himself ready for school.

Looking up from his plate – which is now devoid of anything but crumbs – he sees that her plate is empty, and with his sharp hearing, listens as her stomach slowly digests the food that she had just gotten down, and even intermixed with that is a subtle growl. This mare is nowhere near full. Wanting to be kind, and help her out, he decides to act.

‘’Here, help yourself to some more.’’ He all of a sudden speaks up again, suddenly putting another stack of probably four pancakes on her plate, downing them in a much smaller amount of syrup. She looks up, giving him an odd stare.

‘’Oh, don’t worry about me…You on the other hoof have got to make sure you have enough energy for the day. How do you think I manage to get so much work done in one day?’’

What he says sound like its making sense, after all somepony as big as him would have to consume a lot of energy in order to get so much work done on a farm like this.

Hesitating strongly at first, she eventually gives up fighting it, and goes in to help herself for the additional four that he had put on her plate.

As she eats these last couple of pancakes, Applejack has already gotten started on the dishes. Occasionally looking up to check on her, smiling whenever he sees how much she is enjoying his cooking.

Downing a final glass of cold, delicious water, I almost fall back, expecting there to be a couch there or something, but catch myself before hitting the ground. Unfortunately for me as I lean forward, my belly presses down painfully against the floor, putting a lot of pressure on it by doing so. My skin almost stretches out to try and make the pressure on my taut stomach a little more…manageable.

A hoof reaches down to the side of my aching gut, only to have it suddenly hurting a little more for a second, before getting used to my hoof being where it was.

My face contorts into a frown, and I feel all too stuffed and full to even more an inch. I fear that if I try to move at all my belly might just explode.

With some ease, though still containing a lot of difficulty, I manage to stand back up on my hooves, though, unlike earlier when I came down for breakfast, my tummy is now completely touching down against the wooden floor. As the floorboards press up against my stomach, it continues to put more and more painful stimulations on it, causing me even more pain as it does so.

Thank god I’m full. Imagine how much bigger I would be getting if I continued to eat more of that…delicious…irresistible breakfast food.

I barely register that I have started drooling as my mind was thinking. I wipe the hanging saliva, and quickly turn around, and get ready to go back upstairs.

Squeezing my thicker frame through the door was surprisingly the easiest thing to do with my engorged frame. But the stairs on the other hoof was far from what I would call delightful.

As I reached the stairs, I gulped down while my eyes looked them up before starting on that terrible venture up to the second floor. Each time I took another step, advancing a little further, my taut stomach was pressed down against the edges of the steps, pressing it in. Quite far too, almost to the point of me feeling like throwing it all up again.

I had to cover my mussel a few times in order to avoid that. With my frame being now a little larger walking up the stairs were a lot slower, and I was made perfectly aware of that, as when I was only half-way up, my body started to exclude some sweat, moistening my fur a little, and making it stick to each other.

By the time I finally reach the top floor, I am much too exhausted to even try to do anything until I have taken a small rest and recovered some of my strength.

With a turn of my head I look back down the stairs, overlooking the living room. ‘’Applejack! I’m going back upstairs to rest a little, I hope you don’t mind if I use your bed!’’ I call back down.

‘’All right, Velvet! Ah’m going to be outside for the time being, getting some work done, some chores, the basics!’’ My ear hears him call back.

‘’Okay, talk to you later.’’

I turn around, and continue proceeding down the hallway till I reach Applejack’s bedroom again. I enter in through the door, after having squeezed myself in through it first. And now I’m feeling pretty damn drained of energy, so with what little I have left, I crawl up into bed again, not bothering to put the covers over my almost-not-different belly.

Breathing a little uneven, I bring my hooves up to the sides of my stomach, feeling it up, rubbing them with one hoof, which while felt painful at first touch, was much more enjoyable now laying down in a bed with nothing to put pressure on it anymore.

I still intend to be rid of this belly, despite the pleasures I have received with it, but maybe I’ll keep a little bit of the fat, just so I can enjoy feeling it whenever I want to be reminded that being big didn’t always mean having no pleasurable experiences whatsoever. But now that I am on Applejack’s farm, I can surely lose some of this fat. I can only hope.

A soft smile forms on my face, and I just lay there on the bed, rubbing my poor tummy with my hooves.

Outside the house, though, two pairs of eyes are watching the Applefamily house with interes. Their gaze narrowing on Applejack’s bedroom.

‘’And you are sure that’s where she might have been taken?’’

‘’Positively, there is no other room in the house that has a bed big enough for a mare her size. Applejack’s is the only one that will suffice.’’

‘’Fine, then we will wait. We’ll keep the house under 24-hour surveillance, and once we know that he won’t be back for a while, then we make our move.’’

‘’Got it.’’