Divinity sighed, craning her head backward as far as she was able. The one bad part about her binging shows was the terrible pains she got in her neck and back from sitting for so long.

Slowly, then gaining speed, Divinity began to rock herself to build up enough momentum for her to get off the couch. She used her magic as a guide, so she could land with her belly firmly upon her creeper. Her joints ached fiercely when she got standing, and it took her a moment of adjusting her magic enough to allow her some movement.

Divinity’s magic had to be weaker, probably due to overuse she figured. For every day that passed, she found herself more and more unable to move around with just the one creeper. Unlike Cappy and Gretchen, Divinity had magic, and used it to help her move around. It was amazing she’d lasted this long. Her compassion was getting her into trouble though.

Partially her magic was used to help keep her belly from dragging the floor on both sides of the creeper, but also to help propel herself in the direction needed. Along with just pushing any debris and trash that could get caught under the wheels as she slowly tried to move around.

The off white unicorn slowly made her way out of the entertainment room, each instance becoming more and more rare as she’d get caught up in one show after another. Still, her back and neck pains was a problem, forcing her to at least get up and waddle around the Stable. It also didn’t help that staring at a projector for days on end slowly caused her eyes to hurt. Focusing on anything closer or further than the projector screen took a little longer than usual until her eyes properly adjusted. As she slowly waddled, the sound of the hard plastic wheels rolling against the floor made a reverberating rumble that made the shuttering pile of light grey fur and fat resemble more like a thunder cloud every time she moved.

Exiting her room, Divinity had to expertly thread the needle as the wide door was becoming a little on the narrow side for her.

“Ah, Mrs. Divinity, would you like me to help you with that?” Kehtel commented as he floated on by “you’re certainly up late.”

“Late?” Divinity asked, looking up at the clock and realizing it’s already around 11PM. Being locked in a room with no day night/cycle really messed up her mental clock as she only woke up from a long nap just a mere hour ago.

“Oh don’t worry, the others have been awake too” Kehtel said with a nod from one of his eyestalks, “seems like you lot are a bunch of night owls… oh, speaking of night owls.”

The unicorn could hear some ominous gurgling and the painful rumble of three sets of creepers under a mass of black and blue feathers. She could hear the griffon’s sides rubbing heavily against the door frame of the kitchen, her massive body oozing out in every direction, to the point where she practically had to straddle it in order to get all four limbs on the ground, if she wanted too. Which at this point she didn't, her wider than tall body created a chest prominent enough to hold a bit of food, allowing Gretchen to use her front legs to shove more food into her beak as she left, pushing herself forward with her rear legs.

From the size of her, it was clear that Gretchen was very much on her way to needing a fourth creeper in the next couple days. Her fat cheeks oozed over thick shoulders, her face almost seemingly sinking into itself, causing a severe decrease in peripheral vision. If her wings weren’t useless before, they were useless now, as they've grown plush looking with fat, even a layer of back fat had started to push over the base of her wings. The griffon looked like chocolate soft serve on a plate, pushing herself around while trying to stuff her beak.

All of it was barely contained in her suit, which was already starting to rip at some of the seams. It was completely unzipped and even then it was like a tight sausage casing partially covering her body. The fabric had stretched to the point where the “30” sewn onto it had partially ripped and distorted. Divinity could only guess for how long the suit would last.

“Hey there Gretchen” Divinity called out to her friend, the gryphon practically jumping, or in her case sloshing, in surprise as she was out of her restricted eyesight.

“Oh… *munch munch* heyh thehre” Gretchen replied as she desperately shoved what was left of her meal painfully into her gullet in hopes that Divinity didn’t see, only leaving crumbs and sauce smeared over her plethora of chins. Her movements were constrained, moving around within a body that was on its way to a four digit weight.

“How was dinner” Divinity asked, magically taking a napkin and wiping off Gretchen’s face, causing the bird to recoil before accepting the napkin pushing into her face rolls, smooshing her bloated face.

“Oh, it was grea… I mean… good” she squawked, trying to cut down hidden enthusiasm, her eyes glancing from side to side, “I… uh… need to get to my room.” Divinity then watched as Gretchen attempted to scutter away, her claws scratching at the ground as she desperately attempted to pull her body across the floor on her three overloaded creepers. Her entire body sloshing frantically, her massive flanks swinging side to side threatening to knock her over.

Divinity merely chuckled to herself, “Gretchen has always been an odd but fun character.”

“Yes, ma’am?” Kehtel said with artificial doubt.

“Oh, by the way, do you know where Cappy is? I might need help getting another creeper under me shortly” Divinity asked with a smile with thick dimples pushed into her cheeks.

“Oh certainly, Mr. Cappy is currently holed himself up in the Overseer's room, seems he just recently found something interesting.”

This caused Divinity’s ears to perk up, “Oh really? Please, show me the way.”

“Of course!” Hovering, Kehtel led the way toward the Overseer’s Office. It took them a long time, mostly having to pause because they needed to use the vault elevator, but even if the Mr. Handy got in, his jet might inadvertently burn off a small chunk of Divinity’s fur, so Divinity had to go up on her own, with Kehtel following after.

Making it to the second floor and into the Overseer’s office, the unicorn had to magically push away some tools strewn about the floor of the large and lavish office space. Craning over one of the interfaces was Cappy, his hunched over back and neck making him look less like a pony and more like an old donkey.

“Cappy? Kehtel said you found something?”

Cappy looked up, wincing as he did, “Yeah, It’s the terminal that was supposed to be used for the leader of the Stable. It took me forever to hack it, but it’s a goldmine of information.”

Cappy hunched back over the terminal. From this angle, Divinity couldn’t see his massive neck or multiple chins. She could, however, get a clear view of how much his fat-packed figure strained against the material of his jumpsuit. He’d unzipped the front, allowing his stomach to pool beneath his tree-trunk legs.

“What does it tell you about?”

“The sponsors of this Stable for one. Sparkle-Cola, Flim and Flam Co, and so many others. All of them food or drink related. There’s a message on here that might explain why but it’s been corrupted. I’m working on getting it fixed, but it’s gonna take me a while.”

“That explains why the food is so good, at least,” Divinity said, taking the time to look around a little as she did. It was a large room, one of the largest in the Stable. It wasn’t as packed with furniture as Divinity might have expected either, but it did have a huge semi-circular desk with a large chair behind it.

“Mmhmm,” Cappy replied, squinting to read some text on the screen, “Also there’s a backup food replicator in the entertainment room.”

“You mean I haven’t had to leave to eat my meals!?”

“Well, it says it’s hidden. The terminal near the projector is supposed to have control over it. Otherwise it’s supposed to activate during an emergency.”

“Huh,” Divinity said, her legs aching. She lowered herself into the expansive comfort of the Overseer’s chair and sighed. That was better, “Anything else?”

“Well, we obviously have a lack of exercise equipment. It says here it was delayed, and to check the corrupted document for more information. There’s another sponsor here too. The company that had a hoof in creating healing potions and healing bandages and stuff. Whinny Rapid Pharmaceuticals, that’s the name. Wonder what they have to do with this.”

“No clue, we haven’t found anything that would make line up with them.”

“Their products are in the infirmary, but that’s what you’d expect. Maybe they sponsored every Stable? That could make sense,” Cappy straightened up again, shrugging, “Who knows, though.”

“Still, none of these sponsors explain the widened doors…something seems suspicious” Divinity wondered, “by the way, need any help with anything?”

“Oh, no no, I have Kehtel helping me, speaking of…” Cappy commented looking at the robot.

“OH yes, right” Kehtel commented, holding out several candy bars, “fresh from the replicator.”

“Good good, I’ve been running out of my usual stuff surprisingly quickly, I suspect a radroach might be getting into it.”

“Yesss” Kehtel mumbled to himself, unheard by Cappy and Divinity, “a big… feathered… fat… radroach.”

Cappy hummed happily, shoving one of the bars into his mouth, “Th’nks, Kehtel.”

“It’s my pleasure, sir.”

“Do you mind if I stay here with you for a bit? I’m trying to work out a kink in my neck.” Divinity said, starting to search through the desk.

“Stay as long as you’d like, I’m going to try to get this other message legible.”

“Kehtel? Could you bring us some more snacks? I feel like we’re going to need them, especially if a radroach got in.”

“Of course, ma’am.” Kehtel hovered away.

Divinity sighed, leaning back. The mystery of what was hidden in that message had piqued her interest, and she hoped Cappy would be able to figure it out.

“Thanks, Kehtel! You’re a life-saver!” Cappy called after the robot.

Maybe the message will have the key to get out of here.

Author's Note

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