Sleipnir Colony - A Short Story Collection

“Welcome to Blubber King! What can I get you today?”

Another day, another few bits. Sunnyside was starting to lose track of them now. Each day bled into the next as she got up, worked, ate and went to bed on a cycle. It was becoming comfortable. A routine was forming that she was enjoying. Work was still interesting, but she had mastered the fryer and every day her confidence grew at the register when she was asked to give ponies service.

She was starting to be able to multitask a bit better as well. What she was finding most interesting to pass the time was observing ponies coming in and out going about their business. She noticed other members of the staff were often doing this too.

“You need something other than staring at the food to help the day go by.” Di had commented when she mentioned one day to her that she had started doing it. She assumed then it was a common thing.

Today was no exception, the place was already busy and they hadn’t been open very long. Customers of various shapes and sizes already occupied the floor space, and there was a small queue for food. It could all be automated, but ponies liked interacting with others which is why Blubber King had employed staff to operate its kitchens and sales points.

Sunny idly looked over between taking orders. She watched as a rather fat and obese stallion struggled to get into the plus sized seating. Within the restaurant they could accomodate ponies of most sizes, and actually a lot of tables stood free standing so those of a heftier weight could just park their pads at them and eat. Some however still liked having their own mobility, and kept themselves at a size that allowed them to move on their hooves. They weren't all completely obsessed with getting bigger and bigger.

The stallion in question had a brown coat, Sunny observed an orange and brownish mane too. There was a similarly coloured tail wedged between his smooshing butt cheeks that were jiggling to and fro as he tried to heave himself into the seat. The cutie mark was a light blue snowflake. ‘Perhaps he likes the cold weather…’ Sunny thought. She continued to watch. He even had a bloated pair of wings buried in his back. ‘Bet those are useless.’ Her mind making observations about his body. There was a titanic effort as the pegasus managed to heave himself finally into the seat.

She guessed he must have weighed around 1500ibs, he wasn’t the biggest because he could easily still walk. A drone zipped along towards his table and dropped off a meal, she took mental note of the extra helping of fries as the stallion started to stuff his face. A few sauces being used to dip the fries into, his body quivering and wobbling as he ate with its pounds and pounds of fat being supported by the seat. Eating like a pig, the pony used a scarf tucked neatly round his neck to dab away bits of flotsam from around his mouth, and carry on. He seemed satisfied with the meal.

Another few orders taken, still a line in front of her. Sunny kept repeating the welcoming phrase and taking down more orders. Nothing amazingly out of the ordinary. Her eyes went back to wandering around the dining area.

A pair of especially fat ponies parked themselves at one of the free tables. Big enough for Grav-Pads anyway. Their colossal bodies seemed to be always in motion, it was common for the especially big ones to have some sort of almost never ending jiggle about them. These two were large and obviously proud of it, one using a small projector built into their pad to project an 3D image to the other of a advertisement for the new range of pads coming out soon.

Sunny had heard they had make a breakthrough recently, the Planetary Governor had been showing off his latest model around town. He had even made a small address that had been broadcast on the news the mare had just caught the tail end of as she came home one day, the words “...allowing us to be bigger than ever before!” reaching her ears before the article had moved on.

The two at the table though had obviously ordered a feast, they were some of the ones obsessed with size. Not one, but a small army of drones from the kitchen dropped off tray after tray off orders until the table was full with no more room left. Then she watched as the two of them began to eat. It was like watching a pair of hippos feeding, burgers that usually lasted ponies a number of bites were gone in two or three, entire bags of fries were disappearing within seconds. These two were obviously used to eating big, and often. They looked immense, easily in the 3000ibs range each or more. Their bodies rippled and wobbled with each bite they took of the food.

Suddenly she heard a voice. “Sunny, a word?” It was her manager Di calling her, she excused herself from the register as waddled over towards her as a colleague took over. “My office, nothing serious, I just need to tell you something.” She said, and the two of them made their way inside as the door shut behind them.

“Just to let you know, and I’m letting everyone else know too, that there will be some work being done on the building in the next few weeks. I know we haven’t been open long but these new extra big Grav-Pads they’ve come out with are too wide for our doors, so they’ll be doing some work on those as well as changing the seating a bit to accommodate. All it means is there may be one or two days we need to shut. Okay?” Her manager looked at her reassuringly. “Observing the customers again?”

“Yes, it’s...interesting.” Sunny replied. “There’s a couple out there on pads really going at a table full of meals.”

“Ah yes, the big eaters.” Di chuckled. “Anyhow, that was all. Get back on the register and I’ll see you at the end of the day. Tell the one that took over from you I want to see them.”

“No problem boss.” Sunny said, and made her way back, tapping the stallion on the shoulder and letting him know he was wanted, She took back over.

The big eaters, as her boss had coined, had finished. There was a rather loud and satisfied “U-URRRRAAPPPP!” From one of them as they piloted their pads towards the exit. Sunny noticed that one of them in particular had a rather wide rear, in fact so big it sagged slightly over the edge of his pad. It looked like one of the larger models too, made to support ponies of real heft. It seemed this one like some others had an issue where most of his blubber ended up in his rear.

The doors to the place were wide but, it seemed the meal he had just consumed was a little too much. There was a slight rubbing noise as his flanks made contact with the frames of the door, the pad straining slightly under the pressure of trying to pull his fat ass through. For a moment Sunny thought he was going to get stuck, but with a rather amusing noise that could only be described as a Fwop! The pony freed himself and made his way out.

Di had made her way out of her office, finished with the pony she was with and was stood next to Sunny. “Might need to look at grease before we can fit the wider doors…” She commented, and piloted her own pad back towards the kitchen to observe her workers and help where she could.

All that, in just about fifteen minutes of her shift. Sunny smiled to herself, there was something like this every day. At least she never got bored. Another customer approached her register and she gave the signature greeting.

“Welcome to Blubber King! What can I get you today?”