The Esurient Equines

“Vermillion?”

“Yes miss Scarlet?”

“Another round of cola and can you bring me some burgers too?” Scarlet said through the intercom. She was starting to lose track of how much she had drunk and eaten today, but for some reason she just couldn’t stop.

It had been about a week since the formula had been added into well, everything they made. It made it extremely easy to add in as a liquid, ponies didn’t even really notice the almost wine like taste. Some had even said their food tasted even better now, sort of fruity. Aside from having to meet with the investors to convince them to buy up massive stocks of wine to push her plan forward, the whole thing had basically gone off without a hitch. Profits had gone through the roof, waistlines too. The company had made in five business days what would normally take a month. The lines of ponies queued up outside each store had been very satisfying for Scarlet to watch on the news.

One report had been rather amusing. The news reporter had gone into one of their stores, interviewing customers. One mare in particular had commented “This is my fifth order today! I can’t get enough!” as she had stuffed a burger in between her wobbly lardy cheeks. Scarlet had to double check the picture, she knew ponies on the colony were big due to overeating but this mare seemed to almost fill the screen with her size. The camera added ten pounds but in this case it looked like about two thousand. She swore her entire body took up the booth she was sat in, and squished into it as well.

Vermillion came in causing her to break from her daydreaming with a tray of cola and a number of burgers which Scarlet immediately dug into, her greedy fat hooves hardly pulling the wrapping off to eat them.

“This if from the clean batch right?” She asked casually, taking a bite.

“Well, yes - but I had the chefs add some of that new mixture. Ponies are raving about the taste. I thought you’d enjoy your success a little more.” Vermillion replied.

“W-wait what. You...You…” Scarlet stuttered a little. The reason why she had been hungry all day suddenly became obvious.

“YOU GAVE ME FOOD AND DRINKS WITH OUR NEW MIXTURE IN?!?!?” She almost screamed at her assistant. “No wonder I’ve been STARVING all day!” She shouted. Her massive flabby body wobbling in response as Vermillion trotted back a little, her boss’s clothing ripping a little with her movements didn’t help matters either, the hapless Vermillion getting a button straight on her noggin as the suit gave way a little and it pinged off under the stress of her moving body. She gave a little yelp and rubbed her head to recover.

“Uh...should I not have? What does it even do? I thought it just made our food taste extra nice…” She mewed.

“Kppfftt... Oh my gosh Vermillion you really are as dense as you look. Do you seriously think I’d have spent millions in company funds, years of R&D on this if all it did was make our food taste nice?” She asked, trying to calm herself a little. It was hard though knowing what she did.

“Well, what does it do?” Her assistant asked rather innocently.

“It’s addictive Vermillion. Once you have some you just want more. You know, like cigarettes? That’s why the taste of it was so important. It had to go virtually undetected into our food. That was why I asked you to get me that drink this morning that was unsullied with it! Now I’m addicted! No wonder I’ve eaten like ten burgers and had twelve drinks already, and it’s not even noon!” The fat CEO said, panting a little. “I...I need to contact that scientist. Stellar? She must have a cure, any scientist worth their salt develops an antidote alongside the main concoction, get me her cybernet number and another burger and drink Vermillion! Your job isn’t looking so safe after all…” Scarlet grunted as Vermillion rather quickly trotted her way out to try to contact the scientist they had sent off on an all expenses paid trip. The low pitched whirrr of the fans of Scarlet’s cooled suit got louder as they worked harder to keep the hefty boss cool as her body heated up due to her increase in size. A good day was very quickly turning into a bad one for Scarlet Song.

She needed five minutes to herself, just to relax. But to her horror as she flicked on the TV in her office she just sank further into her chair as she watched the breaking news report.

The news pony wasn’t even at the camera this time, it had been left static on the sidewalk as he had gone to join the horde so it was hard to make out what was going on, but it was obvious to Scarlet.

The formula was working far too well. She could see the remains of one of their branches, utterly destroyed by the landwhales that had assaulted it in search of food. The building itself was a shambles as the ravenous customers had seemingly broken into the premises to get themselves into the kitchens to get at the food. She was about to flick it off, she couldn’t watch anymore, but suddenly pony of mammoth proportions filled the screen, quickly blocking out any more of the shot.

Scarlet couldn’t believe her size, she had gotten that big that fast? Her meaty body wobbled and quivered with every little movement, it was utterly incredible she could move herself at all. The pony was verging on immobility. Her fat hooves reached round the lense and in a moment of light comic relief, completely squished against her head and almost encapsulated it as she tried her best to reach up. The remains of a burger fell from her jaw as she simply yelled into the camera.

“MOREEEE!!!!”

Scarlet was then treated to the lovely sight of her maw opening wide as she attempted to eat the camera, the screen going black and the airwaves filled with munching sounds before the feed cut out. She just shut her eyes and took a breath. What else could possibly go wrong?

A knock on her door really made her wish she hadn’t thought that. It was Vermillion.

“Any luck with the scientist?”

“Um, we’ve tried her cybernet number, mail, even the hotel. We just, can’t get hold of her at all.” She said rather meekly.

“WELL KEEP TRYING. DON’T DISTURB ME UNTIL YOU GET A REPLY.” She barked back at Vermillion, who slammed the door behind her and scuttled away.

But try as they might, they’d get no response from Stellar. She had cut all connection when she left, really wanting a holiday. No disruptions, just some time for herself. The trip was two weeks of paradise and cocktails, she was going to make the most of it. She had left her phone back in the lab, instructed the hotel to tell any callers to her that she was unavailable and pretty much tied up any loose ends to contact. Aside from somepony actually turning up of course. As far as anypony else was aware, she was MIA.

Back in the cities, the two weeks would prove to be very trying indeed.

Scarlet Song was the least of the problems, simply doomed to suffer and gain like the rest of the customers to her corporation. At least she had a nice cozy office she could hide in, well, until she filled it with her mass that is. There wasn’t much hiding after that.

Vermillion continued to bring her food as instructed and Scarlet continued to eat. First she broke her chair, easily done. Then she crushed her desk, that went with a CRUNCH! Finally that special suit she had, the only thing keeping her immense body cool finally gave in with a SHRRRIIIPPPP!!! As the material came apart under her size and the fans inside died with a little whimper, no longer able to cool the pony who was spreading herself all over her office. Vermillion, the ever loyal assistant still carried on bringing her whatever she desired all the while. It wasn’t long until Scarlet had practically become the office, occupying a large portion of not only the floor, but her fat body pushing up against the walls too. Being so high up in the building, the massive bay window would have given a rather lovely view over the city, if her gigantic and overblown ass wasn't pushing against it. The reinforcement was the only thing keeping it from breaking out into the sky, however under the enormous pressure of all that blubber the reinforced girders were starting to take the shape of the chunky rear that was pressing against them, almost forming a window shaped tush.

The cities that criss-crossed Chrion just slowly descended into chaos. It wasn’t helpful that the colony was already full of a large proportion of gluttons, already rendered too large for most things. Mamba Burger had outlets practically everywhere, their coverage was huge, much like their customer base who with the new formula to fuel their feeding, just became massive.

Outlets could keep up with orders thanks to a central delivery system, but it struggled to keep up with the customers. Ponies weren't just requesting one burger when they ordered. They wanted two, then three, then five. Suddenly orders for ten or more burgers at a time were hitting the registers, alongside mountains of coke and fries. Then within twenty minutes the food had been devoured and they wanted more. Customers were sitting in the store practically eating all day and only leaving when they were shutting up, even them some of them were refusing to budge. It didn’t help that their manners were disappearing also, with a number starting to use the eateries as they would their homes. Belches and other bodily functions echoed throughout the store as they stuffed their faces.

The populace quickly gained, collectively across the colony hundreds of millions of pounds of mass must have been put on in a very short time. The widest roads gave way to the carts that used to support the biggest ones, no longer even close to being able to hold the massive size of what was now considered modestly big ponies. They had given up on trying to use transport to move themselves around, but the addictive nature of the formula was enough motivation to shift ponies of any size if they really wanted to eat, which they did now - constantly.

Any clothing was quickly cast aside, for one thing it just restricted gaining. Back to being naked was the way to go, those that did keep clothes quickly found themselves ripping out of them. It didn’t take long though for anything that might have been considered uncouth to be covered in flab. Across the colony as ponies gained clothes were quickly destroyed, and in some cases they were so famished the clothes were then consumed by the wearer afterwards. No fabric was safe, millions of pants, dresses, tops and t-shirts being torn apart by ever expanded flesh as it broke out of the fabric prison that contained it when their wearers got just far too big.

Even housing became a problem, most ponies occupied reasonably sized blocks of apartments in the city, with the richers ones owning houses in the suburbs. Whilst the blocks were built to take ponies of a heftier nature, they could only take so much. Without even considering the problem of their now larger occupants getting wedged in doors the flooring just wasn’t built to take the weight. Alongside news stories of ponies practically attacking Mamba Burger outlets there were peppered reports of residents of these towers crashing through the floors and in some cases, smothering the poor occupants below. Some ponies were getting a face sitting whether they wanted it or not. Bursting out of apartments was becoming all to common, in fact if one were to observe a block from below you could probably see somewhere between ten to twenty fatty bodies poking out of what once was windows. Their fat, flabby bodies looking for any space to expand out, and often it was now outside into the open air. They would have complained, but their warm and chunky sizes kept the extra fat one from really feeling any ill effects of having their bodies burst beyond the buildings.

And they just kept getting bigger. Infrastructure to support the gaining populace was failing. The leaders just weren’t prepared for a size gain of this size this quickly. Before the formula, the heftiest ponies had been around one thousand five hundred pounds, maybe a little bigger in rare cases.

Now that seemed small, the lightest who hadn’t been affected so much by the formula due to their biology having a natural resistance to the addictive effects, but not quite able to resist it totally, weighed around two thousand.

The unlucky ones who had absolutely no resistance had ballooned to immobile sizes. Four thousand pounds or more was rapidly becoming almost normal. Their massive immobile bodies just cried out for more food as they continued to eat their way to colossal sizes. Faces and heads were bloated, getting lost in blubbery bodies that jiggled endlessly as they often pressed up against their neighbours own hefty bulk, some even failing to see what was below their enormous bellies that occupied a large portion of their vision. Fat hooves struggled to reach the next portion of food as they ate. Unicorns obviously seemed to be gaining a little faster than the rest, no problem for them to just levitate the food towards them. The largest of them were all magic users as the rest continued to gain behind their magic using counterparts. The fats epidemic had quickly taken hold.

In this time of exponential gaining, Stellar had boarded her shuttle back to her lab, the trip over she needed to make her way home. Luckily the resort had mostly been isolated from the problem, only horrified staff watching the news were really aware. But as Stellar had specifically asked not be disturbed, none of them had informed her of what waited her back in the cities...

The shuttle to bring her home touched at the districts central zone and the taxi she had boarded had stopped a few blocks away from her lab. The driver muttered something about needing to stop here as it was the closest to a branch of fast food joints he wanted to get to. Stellar and him both abandoned the taxi at the same time as he waddled off and she started to walk.

She looked around, the city looked fine but something was definitely...off.

There wasn’t that many ponies on the streets but the ones that were, oh my gosh. She actually put her hoof over her mouth in shock as she observed their size.

Stellar was stood on a sidewalk, she was the only one. The ponies passing her were trying their best to waddle their way down the road, and they took up all of it. All of it! The same roads but a few weeks ago were bustling with carts and other modes of transport, there was nothing moving now along the roads but the ponies themselves. They all seemed to be heading in one direction too, she didn't even want to guess what they would have done if two had come up against each other. The carts would have been utterly laughable now, if any of these massive mares had tried to enter one, they’d have simply collapsed under their weight in seconds. She had to hazard a guess that whatever it was making them move without the comfort of a vehicle was worth it to put in all that extra effort.

As one tried to round a bend at the end of a crossroads, their huge rump squished into a streetlight. As the gigantic tush pushed into it and passed, it flew back up with a rather amusing twang! The gluttonous pony hardly noticing the damage their ridiculously oversized body was causing around them. Other ponies were brushing their huge bodies against buildings as they tried to pass, their gigantic mass squishing and squeezing along the street as they tried to reach their destinations, fat jiggly bodies wobbling as the buildings did their best to fight back against them.

The scientist had to steady herself slightly, it wasn’t hugely noticeable, unless you were stood in one place for a good while but the ponies were so massive, every step they took was causing the ground to shake almost violently. Their huge sizes causes mini earthquakes as the planet underneath them fought back against the weight of them. Each step there was a small thunk! Their fatty hooves coming down on the ground hard and causing a small tremor as thousands and thousands of pounds came into contact with the concrete which was cracking beneath them. A building in close proximity was audibly groaning as it tried not only to keep contained the massive fatties inside, but fight against the micro earthquakes outside. Strained already Stellar heard a spectacular crash as the earthquakes and occupants proved too much for the stressed infrastructure, a number of fatties plummeting through the building to a soft landing below.

Stellar was just engrossed, utterly in what she was looking at. How did ponies get so fat? She had observed some before but they were simply obese, these ponies were mountainous. In fact to Stellar it was like watching a mountain of blubber shuffle its way along a street with varying success. The pony had already passed her, but she assumed there was a head buried somewhere in that mountain of flab that jiggled and quivered with every step she took, which looked like a huge amount of effort to move a body that massive. For a start sweat was pouring from every orifice she could make out around her body, the force needed making the lardy beast ooze liquids. The jiggling was almost hypnotic, Stellar was so fixed on what was passing her she only snapped out of it when a rather soft but forceful bump into her side knocked her to the floor.

“H-hey!” was all she managed as she felt her frame stumble to the ground before a massive shadow covered her body.

“Looks like we got a thin one boys!” The mare heard a shout from a stallion, presumably the one that knocked her to the floor.

“A thin one?” She sputtered back, only to be restrained from getting up as a gigantic soft belly pinned her to the floor to prevent her escape, she was completely squished against the blubber that was pressing into her, its warm softness keeping her at bay.

“Search her!” The stallion squishing into her shouted to another two equally lardy compatriots. These ponies weren’t quite as big as the ones on the road but they were still extremely large nonetheless, as they went to search her Stellar observed them jostling for space between each other.

“What do you want? My phone, keys, money???” She blurted out, to see if she could get them to get off her and make a dash for it, she would have easily outrun them no question. Alright there was no phone but they didn’t need to know that.

“Gah boss, no go - this one ain’t got no food!” One of the stallions rifling through her baggage yelled out in dismay.

“Aw seriously? Usually the thin ones are the hungriest! Bah, Ballistic Buns get off her.”

The pony that Stellar could only assume was Ballistic Buns shifted his belly off her body, finally freeing her. She gasped for a moment a tried to catch her breath.

“Y-you’re robbing me for FOOD?” She stammered, almost in disbelief.

“What else would we want? C’mon fellas lets get outta here.” The leader said, the three stallions waddling away and leaving Stellar flat on the floor to pick herself up. Something was very wrong indeed. She had to get back to the lab. Her phone was flat most likely now, even turned off back in her lab the batteries for some reason never held a charge. A plug in and quick search of the cybernet would let her know what was up.

As she trotted on at a rather hurried pace she just took in more and more. A look up at a crossing point on a road led her eyes to some blocks of flats. Were those...yes it was. Ponies literally hanging their mass out of the windows. She wondered if it was on purpose to cool off due to their bulk, or more likely they had outgrown the apartment they were living in. Visible cracks were appearing in the walls around the tums and butts that poked out what she presumed once were windows as they struggled to contain the growing masses inside. She looked back down and crossed once the light changed.

On the corner of her street she had to stop again, this time to observe something a little more lewd.

Two lardy ponies, a stallion and a mare were putting on a bit of a public display. Locked in each others eyes, although apart from heavily kissing each other Stellar was struggling to see what they were doing. Then it became a little more obvious as fat arms and flabby hooves reappeared.

They were just toying with each others size, loving every second of it. Hooves were caressing mountains of blubber and gently wobbling each other to and fro. Stellar could almost feel the lust the pair were feeling for one another as the stallion worked his hoof up the mares gut and gently raised her fat folds to jiggle them. She blushed as he did so and in return squeezed his own making him wince slightly. Again due to their immense size both were sweating slightly, the wet mixture only serving to almost lubricate around their bodies as blubber practically pulsed in pleasure as each one of them touched one another all over. The stallion suddenly stopped, noticing they were getting stares and locked a beady eye on Stellar, who could only think of one appropriate thing to say.

“Get a room!”

“We could if we’d fit in it!” He yelled back, immediately overcome by his desire to pay attention to the fat mare with him and go back to caressing and cuddling her folds. Stellar just sighed and moved on, home was close.

Her lab was situated at the end of a small alleyway, but she immediately smelled a rat when she noticed a police shuttle parked at the end. Rather than walk down the alley she passed the entrance on the main street and looked down, a police officer, chunky like the rest was stood in front of the door. As innocently as she could she passed by and continued to walk. Home was no longer an option.

The company though...she was sure they had something to do with it. Vermillion’s words of “They’re sending you away!” echoed in her head. Perhaps she could find her, maybe even her boss to find out what the hell had happened whilst she had been gone.