Sleipnir Colony - A Short Story Collection

Ziiiiiiip!

Charity put her second suit of the day on, to think It had been roughly two weeks since she had fallen in love with bodysuit Melody had dragged her into the store to buy. The entire day after she had been wearing it she just couldn’t stop admiring herself. As soon as she had gotten home that evening she had just spent hours looking at her body in front of the mirror. Heavy and thick but round and shapely. The material was very soft as well, which helped make it just that little bit more comfortable on her.

The next day after buying the first one she had raided her bank account and gone back to the store, buying four more identical suits. The clerk had looked at her a little suspiciously, reiterating the need to not wear them all the time. Charity had assured her that it was simply that she loved the suit so much she wanted to have backups in case for whatever reason they stopped being made. This seemed to ease the clerks apprehension, and she had waddled her way back home with them.

She just couldn’t stop staring. She had gotten up, shifting her massive frame out of bed, the house quiet as it usually was and switched from her sleeping suit to her day suit. She had certainly gained a little weight in the two weeks since purchasing the originals, maybe 100ibs or so but the suit itself still easily held her figure in that absolutely gorgeous and perfect shape she admired so. The worst part was taking one off and putting a new one on, her body would quickly start going back to its natural shape. After two weeks however this process seemed to be slowing down, but no matter. She preferred the shape the suit gave it so much.

She was almost perfectly round in every spot she could hope for. This morning though she was admiring her flank, just two perfectly round squishy orbs that rose a little over the rear of her back. She wondered if she should try what she was thinking about. ‘Should I?’ her mind kept tossing the idea back and forth, but eventually she decided she should. She hadn’t really thought about what the suit might do if she pushed it.

The mare couldn’t resist, and the walls of the house were sturdy, what with having the accommodate such big and hefty tennants. Very gently against a free wall in the room, Charity squished her absolutely massive posterior against it. She moaned a little, as her flanks spread wide to try to deal with the reduced space they had when they were freely wobbling inside her suit. There was an audible squish as her big bulbous behind pushed harder into the wall.

All she could think, was just how truly amazing the suit actually was. Not only did it evenly spread her ass against the wall into an even more desirable shape, but there wasn’t even the hint of a rip or tear in the material. When the sales pony had said that one size would fit all she wasn’t joking, and it was reassuring to know that she could continue to do this the bigger she got.

There was a moment, where the mare just couldn’t resist pushing it a little further. The hefty porker of a pony leaning forward a little, then back, then forward, then back. Rhythmically bouncing and squishing her rear into the wall behind her as she craned her head round to watch as two massively overblown cheeks spread and squished against the solid surface behind her. She panted, blushing and hoped that nopony from her family was home or could hear her. Sweat forming in little beads on her forehead as she huffed and puffed as her huge body jiggled in motion with her rocks and leans.

She loved how her size was just adding to the excitement, one of the prime reasons so many ponies decided to gain weight. It just seemed the bigger you were the more pleasurable having a big body to do things with was. Her body right now was doing all the right things, as her rear continued to wobble and squish some of the energy made its way down into her thighs and tum as they rippled in delight.

Glooorrrrrrpppp!

Well...maybe did a little more than ripple in delight. The mare panted, groaned and moaned but wary of what she was wearing she eased herself - not quite wanting to hit that magical point of no return and came to a gentle stop.

She breathed, catching her breath from her little moment of enjoyment. Thankfully nopony else had heard her and she took a few steps forward to unsquish her flanks from the wall, the suit bringing her chunky rear back to that perfect round shape behind her as she did.

“H-have to remember that one for when I really am alone…” She giggled and huffed. Wiping her forehead with a fat hoof. It would be no fun without the suit. She made a mental note to purchase a couple more that she could use for when she wanted to push herself over the edge. More weight too...She pondered that the suits would really come into their own when they were trying to contain a pony of even grander size.

Charity had slightly lost track of time though with attending to herself, a clock on the wall of the room read.

10:43

“Oh gosh! I’m meant to be meeting Melody in town in just over 15 minutes! I-I can’t waddle my fat self there in time! I’ll call her, say I was delayed…” The mare now in a small state of panic made a final check that her current suit was on properly and hastily grabbed her things before heading out the door, her vid-phone clicking on in front of her face as she tried her best to move with speed.

“Melody! It’s Charity! I haven’t forgotten our luncheon, I’m running a little late…”