Sleipnir Colony - A Short Story Collection

“Mmmmm…”

The scent of the food hit Rotunda as she made her way into the large banquet hall of her home. Another day, another party. Like so many that had come and gone before ponies were enjoying themselves. Eating, well more than eating. Feasting was probably a better word. Her pad groaned slightly under her weight, the new one was however easily holding her aloft as she moved her massive frame into the hall. Already a number of her friends were there, and she was expecting a visitor she hadn’t seen in a rather long time. She spotted Sugar Tart and Honey Drops in their usual spot, and let the pad take her to them.

“My friends, hello! Enjoying yourselves I trust?” She asked the two of them, watching as they looked up from the small feast they had. Sugar Tart spoke first.

“Rotunda dear! Of course! You always put on such a good banquet, we wouldn’t miss it for the world. Right Honey?” Sugar responded, looking at Honey Drops.

“Absolutely! And may I say your new pad looks delightful? Really holds your girth well my dear. You must tell us your secret to your size!”

All three of the mares giggled and blushed simultaneously, with Rotunda doing the most out of them all. She was just about to spill the beans when she heard the door to the room swing open and watched as the guest she had been waiting for arrived. Some tables had to be moved to make room for his extra-impressive girth. Her two friends blinked as they watched him enter with her. There was a unicorn just about visible under the rolls of fat, his had not quite yet totally swallowed by his huge body, his purple mane and cream coloured coat being the most visible parts of him. A massively stretched cutie mark of what looked to be a flower adorned his flanks.

“Who is that? He’s absolutely gigantic!” Sugar Tart almost yelled, hardly unable to contain her enthusiasm for the mammoth stallion that had just levitated his way in on his gargantuan pad.

“A good friend of mine, give me but a moment and I shall introduce you. Be right back.” Rotunda replied, and started to pilot her own pad towards him. She could already overhear the conversation he was making between bites to some of her guests.

“So you see ladies…chew...the secret to a huge...chomp...body is just efficiency. I didn’t reach nearly...nom... 7000ibs by slacking on food!” There was an almost comically timed uuurrrrppp! as he finished his sentence, but he saw Rotunda out the corner of his eye. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to make pleasantries.” He rotated his pad one hundred and eighty degrees to meet his old friend. “Rotunda! Lovely to see you, my my you’ve grown…”

“As have you Chit Chat, I see the old pad has gone. You’ve really put on the pounds. I can tell writing hasn’t left you with a want for food.” She smiled through her folds, seeing him already becoming a little flustered at the compliment.

“Indeed not...I have a comfortable life back at home. Perhaps a little too comfortable.” He laughed and shifted his weight a little on his pad. He could see that look in Rotunda’s eyes.

“It’s been so long, shall I give you a tour? We’ve had the place expanded a few times since your last visit. I expect your trip from the homeworld was a little taxing.”

“Lead on good lady, I’d be interested to see. And yes, I could do with some leisure time.” Chit Chat replied. The two ponies piloted their pads away from the banquet, Rotunda quickly forgetting about her two friends, who had already returned to stuffing their maws anyhow.

The tour was short. But it always ended predictably. In the sleeping quarters.

“And yes, my personal bedroom. The husband and I don’t sleep together, although I’ve been told that the bed could easily support us both.”

“And you’ve not been able to test that?” Chit Chat replied, slightly curious. “Your husband does not look after you as he should?”

“Not lately...he’s been, very busy. He’s supposed to be back for the banquet tonight but he hasn’t returned.” She sighed, and felt his pad stop next to hers.

“Can I be of a little service?” Chit Chat knew exactly what she was going to say in response, Rotunda was such an old friend but he knew her so well. He watched as she pushed a flabby hoof on her pad, and the door shut behind them.

“Perhaps, I haven’t had a chance to test the bed properly. Not with 2 using it.” She confessed. Each pony parked their pads on one side of the bed, and the thrusters strained to lift on one side as eventually at the same time they each slid off. There was a gentle smoosh as their flesh came into contact with one another, the two of the massive ponies jiggling as they took up one side of the bed each.

“You weigh what now my dear? Over 5000ibs?” He asked, stretching his flabbing hooves forward and doing the best he could to bring her fat face towards his.

“Y-yes...and you must be nearly 7000.” She replied. “The beds rated for 15,000…” Her words cut off as she felt the flab and fat of Chit Chat press against her. The two of them kissed and did their best to move their massive bodies into an ample position for that special naughty kind of fun Rotunda usually saved for her husband, two gigantic bodies squishing together as fat thighs, flanks and bellies came together and rippled seductive like an ocean of fat as the two of them started to shift.

Outside, Cherry was had stopped to observe why the door to the master bedroom of her ladyship was closed. A quick peek through the lock revealed why. All she could make out was two massive masses of flesh writhing around through the keyhole. She was just about to turn herself round and leave when she heard the low distinct noise of a pad approaching. Rotundas husband had returned and was looking to greet her. She had but a few moments to make a split second decision. She hoped it was the right one.

“Welcome home sir. Your wife is just giving a tour at the moment to a guest of hers. They just went out into the garden actually. She asked if you would wait for her in the banquet hall? She will be but a few moments.”

She watched as his pad stopped, every moment she could feel her heart beating in her fat bloated chest as she panicked, waiting for him to reply, doing her best to hold her nerve.

“Very well. I’ll make my way down and mingle.” He replied, before turning his pad around and leaving. If Cherry wasn’t so sure he’d hear her, she would have breathed an audible sigh of relief. She decided to just pretend to dust around the area towards the bedroom door, until the two of them were finished.

Inside, the two massive lardy ponies were enjoying themselves and their fat bodies to their full size. If the rooms weren't soundproofed, slaps of flesh crashing against each other would have been heard for miles. Chit Chat and Rotunda hardly saw each other, and although friends she took advantage of his flab whenever she could.

“Ohhhh...I forgot how good it is to feel the girth of a real stallion against me. I just love your size.” Rotunda cooed.

“Y-you’ve put on a lot of weight yourself, much more of you to enjoy since last time…” He replied, pushing his massive bulk up against her. “That husband of yours doesn’t know what he’s missing…”

She felt him press his body closer to her, his fat rolls seductively resting against hers as the two of them bounced on the bed. This would certainly be one of the better banquets she had hosted for a while.