A Big, Bad Decision

Four massive beings paraded the fields, ripping trees from the ground and finding whatever was edible. Spike succumbed to the hunger, a ravenous cavern filling up by a fraction of an inch with every hundred pounds. He uprooted trees and ate them, his pinkie twice as thick as the average tree trunk. Trees were the equivalent of lollipops, flavorful but not filling. He sighed, flying across the endless expanse of the plains, to find three ponies roughly his size. Their legs were probably as tall as Town Hall, the tip of their ears another fifteen ponies high. Once the ponies realized some pony else was in the same boat, they rushed over to the other enlarged creature, which turned out to be spike. "Spahk!" Apple Bloom cried. "You got the drink too?" Sweetie Belle asked. Spike nodded. Spike looked around. "Wow. So... What do we do next?" He asked. Sweetie Belle spoke up. "I really like this newfound size." The others agreed. "Yeah. Sweetie teleported us here, because we'd be too big for anypony in Ponyville." Apple Bloom explained. Spike examined the girls. About forty feet high, twice the height of Town Hall, the size of Spike's wingspan. What were they going to do next? "What comes next..." Sweetie hummed. The four enlarged creatures thought for a few moments. "Ah don't want to cause no trouble t' nopony." Apple Bloom confessed. The others agreed. "Next." Spike said, frowning. "Guys, what should we do next?"

"We can't go back tah Ponyville, we're  too big. I wanna stay big too. We could write a letter to Princess Twi- no, she's shrink us. Hm." Scootaloo pondered her options for a moment. "I'm kinda hungry. We'd think better on a full stomach. That way has a big forest." Scootaloo pointed the direction spike was flying to. "That way." Scootaloo looked at her fellow crusaders. The crests adorned on their flanks had stretched, it looked bad, but it would heal. The group headed toward the forest, densely stuffed with trees. Spike ripped one out of the ground, a lollipop, not worth the effort it took to force it from the earth. Spike felt as the food fell down his esophagus, pushing his stomach out, as he hadn't had enough food recently to activate another growth spurt. Spike savor end every piece, then let it go down his throat. He watched as his stomach expanded, flopping over down to his legs, and felt skin growing, by his chin, arms and legs. Spike laughed greedily, as tree after tree found its way into his stomach. Finally, Spike felt full. The growth began.

It was subtle at first. Spike and the crusaders just ate. It was something everybody needed to do. Their body took pleasure in the fact they were being good to themselves. A warm feeling jolted through them, a tingling sensation at the ends of his skin, as his joints cracked and his frame widened. Spike felt as cells quickly divided and added on to the mass that were his bones, widening and growing as it supported a creature of his size. It wasn't that different with the crusaders, as they reveled in the warm feeling. Celestia's sun was shining down on them, making them feel warm. Spike exhaled, allowing his draconic body to soak up the heat, as his body expanded and take up more sunlight. Spike exhaled then blinked. Twilight was going to be home in two weeks from that thing in Canterlot. Canterlot. How close was canterlot. "Hey guys!" Spike hyelled, rocks falling out of his mouth. "How close is Canterlot?" Spike asked. This prompted Sweetie Belle to pipe up. "Oh, not too far. I saw a zeppelijn travel not too far from here. Granted, I'm forty ponies high, so that could be quite a distance." Sweetie admitted. Spike exhaled again. "i wanna go to Canterlot." Apple Bloom looked up. "We could fand us sah' more fillin food, so we can think t' sort out our problem." Apple Bloom said.

The four set off, eating stray trees along the way, adding another ten feet. They approached the city built into the mountain, and were very surprised by the fact that the walk was so very short. Ponies screamed as the mountain shook, and three mares and a dragon, who seemed taller now then before, stomped toward the city. Many ponies dismissed it. it could be a minor earthquake, and the princesses wouldn't allow harm to come to Canterlot. And under their hooves was miles of rock. They would be safe. The four walked to a small bakery around the edge, behind the castle and a mile or so from where Cloudsdale started. Spike could tell when he could finally think what to do next, his head would quite literally be in the clouds. He was hit with a wave of pain. he wanted food. he looked down at his stomach. What was a fat, flopping purple organ was a piece of skin stretched on his body. He had gone at least another twenty feet. And ponies could tell, many more were screaming and running. But a good percent stayed where they were, minding their own business. They saw this kind of nonsense not too far, in Ponyville, so they had had their fair share of monsters.

Sweetie Belle was, surprisingly, the tallest of all. sweetie knew to head to the back of Canterlot, where the best restaurants where. She silently thanked Rarity. Well, not her stomach, anyway. The growth spurt had used most of the food she had eaten, and her stomach made no simple job of letting her know. She was not as tall as she thought, how ever, and climbed up the surprisingly tall mountain. Spike flew up, along with Scootaloo. Sweetie belle watched as Apple Bloom climbed up without breaking a sweat. She wiped some of her sweat off, feeling her horn. Of course! She felt warm, and adrenaline passed through her. Sweetie Belle found herself in Canterlot. She had teleported, and rather easily. She had trouble holding keys before, now she teleported hundreds of feet, two times in a day. She confidently walked to a place who knew the Belle family well. It was a more fancy place, but had a kids place for the fillies and colts. They didn't want the kids cutting themselves on Real Crystal Empire Glass TM.

Sweetie Belle asked the terrified business owner for all the discarded food they had. Burnt, dropped on the floor, old, made the wrong way, whatever food they wouldn't be using. Minutes later, a wagon gingerly stepped out, as the owner watched pounds of food fall into the endless abyss of four stomachs. The group became the garbage disposal for the restaurants all around Canterlot. They ate quick enough so their hormones wouldn't begin a growth spurt, and their stomachs could become gigantic flabs of skin, demanding for more food to be stuffed into the minuscule space left. Somehow, there was always room for one more blackened roll or one more piece of cheese or one more table of cakes. If trees were lollipops before, these foods were crumbs, somehow attempting to fill the ravenous beings. But the city of Canterlot mixed up orders often, and had more food for the four than they thought. Sweetie sat on her but like a biped, her friends doing the same. They eagerly anticipated the moment when their stomachs would deflate and find themselves taller. Spike rubbed his stomach, fatter than any other time. He was oddly proud. Then, he felt his digestive systems working to make him grow what he had eaten.

The four felt a familiar, pleasurable tingling, and watched as their stomachs shrank back into their bodies, fat becoming them, and reveling in the pleasurable warmth. Spike shot up, and ponies began panicking and yelling, if they hadn't before. Sweetie Belle waited, until her stomach practically ran into her body. Her hooves doubled in size, and Sweetie found herself as tall as Canterlot!

Welp.

More time passed, and the four were taller than anything. Taller then any hill, tree, or any mountain. The elements had been called to handle the big situation, but the four escaped.

Legends say these four live in the badlands of Equestria, planting trees and attempting to fill themselves. But the more they eat, the taller and bigger they get, and the hungrier they become.