Sleipnir Colony - A Short Story Collection

“So where shall we eat?” Melody asked her friend, it was another one of their usual meet ups, the day having just begun. On their days off the two mares did like to get out and about early, although these days they just seemed to end up at Blubber King.

“Somewhere different, as fattening as the meals from Blubber King are Melody, I’d like a change.” Charity replied. “That will mean a bit of a waddle though, are you up for that?”

Her friend laughed. “Of course! I may be fat but I’m not exactly unable to move myself to the next eatery. How are you anyway? I see your suit seems to be holding up as well as mine!” Her friend chirped. The two mares started to shuffle and waddle their way down a semi-busy street, a few looks from stallions and a few mares admiring their body shapes shooting their way. Her friend continued to talk as they waddled. “These are catching on, I only saw one or two ponies during the week wearing them normally but now I can’t keep up. Oh there’s one over there with one on!” Melody exclaimed, a slightly less hefty pegasus waddling her way down the opposite side of the street and into a store, wearing a light blue suit.

“Yes, they do seem to be catching on. It’s easy to see and feel why.” Charity said, playfully leaning her weight a little into Melody that made her shift slightly to the side of the extra wide sidewalk. She blushed and looked at her friend with a smile.

“Easy to feel, like you I love the shape it gives the body, really tones the blubber into a nice ball. Silver has hardly been able to keep his hooves off me when I come home wearing it.” She continued to say, Melody’s husband Charity knew was certainly a pony who liked more than his fair share of food, as well as other things. “In fact he says he prefers me this way.”

“Yes I do know what you mean, my own keeps giving me eyes whenever I wear it, and perhaps a little more.” She giggled, not giving away too much. The suits weren’t just good for them, it seemed.

The two mares continued waddling, making their way into an area of town known as Little Earthquake. Affectionately named so as it was one of the prime eating districts, and often it contains so many ponies of heft and size it wasn’t unusual for the ground to shake in a rhythm with the lardy mares and stallions making their way to restaurants and eateries. Today didn’t seem any different, and the familiar rhythm of the distract made its way up the two mares bodies as they felt their tums and rears start to wobble a little in sync with it.

“I always forget that part! Oh gosh really reminds you just how fat we are doesn’t it?” Melody laughed, Charity raising an eyebrow wondering how she could possibly forget.

“Indeed, anyhow somewhere to eat? What about The Trough?” She asked, before Blubber King had come along it was one of their favorite places to stop in the district.

“For sure! And they usually have space! Lets go!” The two mares waddling their way down a few more streets towards their destination.

There was a very short wait to be seated, and well, seated was not really an apt term for the place. Ponies of varying sizes occupied the building. Each provided a cushion to park their fattened rumps on and lay. The reason it was called The Trough was the ingenious solution the owner had come up with to feed his patrons. One large conveyor belt snaked its way around the building, starting in and ending at the kitchen. Ponies simply paid one all you can eat price, and then had at whatever came down the line. The belt itself was sunken slightly to cope with dishes containing gravies and sauces, and thus had earned the name of The Trough. Eventually the owner just re-branded the business to the name, as most ponies had come to call it that.

Charity and Melody parked themselves, and started to take meals from the conveyor. Between mouthfuls conversation carried on.

“So can I tell you a little secret?” Melody started to say, pausing to wait for the inevitable reply from her friend.

“Of course you can, what are best friends for?”

“Well...I’ve been wearing the suit all the time. I-I can’t remember the last time I took it off properly actually. Silver says he loves my new figure so much I should stay like this if I can.” She said, her cheeks going a slight rosy red between her filling her mouth with food.

“Oh um…” Well if her friend was doing it, she may as well reveal her own little secret. “I am as well. I just can’t get enough of this shape. And the bigger I get the more amazing it looks!” She replied, a giggle and a little bit of blush filling her own cheeks as the two mares continued to eat. They looked at each other, the secret obviously something each of them have been wanting to tell somepony for a little while.

“I know right! Aren't you worried though?” Melody confessed.

“Worried? Why would I be worried?”

“Well, remember what the sales pony in the shop said? I-I’m starting to notice it, the last time I took it off for an extended period well...I was still the same shape when I woke up. I had been napping for at least three hours. It never used to take that long to revert back to my regular body shape. In the end after about five hours I was back to normal but, it gets longer each time.” She finished, a little bit of worry in her voice, quickly abated by filling her waiting maw with more food as Charity replied.

“Yes, you’re not wrong and if we keep doing this well, I can see us staying the same shape even without it for longer periods. But is that a bad thing? We love it, our husbands love it. Would you actually want to go back to that old, saggy body we had before? So what if we stay this way!?” She replied, helping herself to another mouthful.

“But Charity...side effects. Remember the instructions said there would be some if we kept wearing them? Even the store clerk warned us!”

“Pah, I don’t believe them, we’ve been wearing these suits for weeks and I’ve yet to experience any apart from my body taking longer to revert back to its original form.” She said in a dismissive tone.

“I-I know, and that’s all I’ve seen too, so far...what if there are more?” Her friend asked, still obviously concerned.

“So what if there is more? What could it possibly do to us that would be that bad?” Again her friend dismissing her concerns. “I’m going to keep wearing mine, day in and day out. Look I’m bigger than you, so if anything is going to happen I’m going to see it first. I’ll tell you, okay? Now, let's get back to lunch. Gained any weight since we last met?”

Her friend seem to relax, the mention of size always did. “Oh well, I think maybe ten or twenty pounds but I haven’t been able to pig out like I sometimes do recently, hopefully this lunch should help with that.”

“Well then, we’ve got all afternoon? What are we waiting for?” Charity replied, stopping her chat to focus on eating.

It was many hours later when the two mares finally waddled their way out to head home. “Oh gosh I’m so full...t-that was a lunch to remember.” Melody exclaimed, her tubby belly making some very satisfied noises between her legs.

“Mmmm...I am too...head home? Stop by a snack cart on the way?”

“Of course! I could go for something sweet to finish off with!” Melody laughed, as the two full and hefty mares started to waddle their way back home.