“Oh, Bleu, my dear boy, you’ve certainly outdone yourself this time!” Huckleberry Bleu chuckled to himself as he gazed out at the bloated patrons in his store. Most had been eating for a good few hours now, stuffing their faces relentlessly with all the goodies Bleu placed down in front of them. The place was awash in the soft moans and belches of overstuffed ponies, and the loud munching of those who still had room in their tummies. Bleu licked his chops in anticipation, watching as the bloated gluttons licked their plates clean. He wiped a few beads of sweat from his brow before making another round, hooves balancing piles of fresh, delicious food. Bleu bit his lip as each pony somehow found room in their turgid guts for each new plate, his own stomach growling angrily at being made to wait. He glanced at the door, and noted with excitement another customer, soon to be snack, had walked in. The new mare was tall and wide, a healthy amount of pudge on her hips. Her mane sparkled magenta as the setting sun caught it. The door clicked shut, and as the tall mare picked her way through empty plates and stained bellies, Bleu sidled over to the door, slipped the open sign over, and snicked the lock closed. He swiped drool from the corner of his mouth before attending to his new snack.
She’d chosen a seat near the back of the store, and was staring out at the mass of bloated and stuffed ponies with a look in her eye that seemed familiar, but Bleu just couldn’t place it. She flicked her eyes to him, and gave the chubby baker a once-over. He caught a tinge of disappointment before she looked away. A bit odd, but it wouldn’t matter soon, after she’d tasted his wares…
“Hello!” Bleu said. “You look a bit hungry! I’ve got a fresh slice of pie, with you name on it!” He slid a plate across the table to her, a heaping slice of peach pie steaming on it. A loud growl emanated from her pudgy stomach, the delicious aroma of the pie almost overwhelming her. She dipped her head to start shovelling the food in, but managed to stop herself.
“Oh, no, I couldn’t. It would spoil my meal.” She said, looking away. Bleu’s eyebrow poiked upwards. Meal? He followed her eyes, and saw what she had been looking at. A brown stallion, full and bloated and covered in the remains of several cakes and pies, was wedged into a booth, his belly bulging over both the top and bottom of the table. The stallion let out a titanic belch. Bleu’s face flushed, and he took a moment to fan himself before turning back to the mare, who had a dreamy expression and a line of drool on her face.
“Odd thing is… he’s my meal too.” Bleu said, his blush intensifying. The mare smiled, a predatory grin, and held out her hoof.
“I’m Sunnie,” she said, “and I have an idea.”
“I’m Bleu. What’s this idea of yours?” He shook her hoof, his stomach rumbling.
“A contest.” Sunnie nodded out at the carnage in the store. “See who can gobble up the most.” Bleu frowned. He didn't want to be cheated out of a single bit of his feast to come. The earth pony dipped her head and smiled wider. "Winner eat all?" Bleu thought for a moment. Just a moment, anyway, before he flashed a grin.
“Let’s do it.” He quickly went about getting the store set up. Empty plates sailed into the sink, tables were shoved and pulled into position, and the stuffed ponies where heaved and shoved into place, each on large plates, carefully and lightly seasoned by Bleu, barely able to restrain his appetite as he drizzled chocolate and caramel on the final snoring pony, unable to help himself to a nice lick of her stained belly. He wiggled in delight, suddenly very happy his apron was cinched around his pudgy waist. He took a step back and admired the spread. Five ponies, all bloated and stuffed into food comas, snored and burped on five large plates. Bleu’s breathing quickened, and he was ready to start gobbling them down. He looked over at Sunnie, who was gently rubbing one of the stallion’s bloated stomach, her mouth opening slowly by the second. Bleu placed his hooves on the chocolate-covered unicorn’s packed belly.
“On the count of three.” He said softly. “One… two…” The chocolate pony opened her mouth and let out a belch right into Bleu’s face. He flushed a bright red, and his apron got very tight. “THREE!”
Bleu opened his mouth wide, and heaved the mare’s head into his mouth, being wary of her horn as he did so. His hooves sank into her soft belly as he pulled and tugged and slurped and gulped. Her head and forelegs slid smoothly down his throat, and Bleu smiled around her chest as her belly touched his lips. His mouth opened wider, her belly a malleable ball that he shoved into his mouth, cheeks stretching out full as he gulped. He tossed his head back, pulling his prey up into the air and relaxing his throat. Gravity began to take over, and inch by inch the stuffed pony slid further down Bleu’s throat, which bulged outwards. He pressed his hooves into his neck and gulped hard.
“Gluck… gluck… mmmmmguuuuuulp!” His belly bwomped outwards as the mare’s belly landed in his own. One of his apron’s straps gave way as he swelled larger, slurped down her hind legs and tail. “URRRRRRRRRP.” Bleu patted his round belly happily. “Ooh, that -hic! - that’s good… you were a lot more filling than I expected.” He murmured, and looked over at his opponent. Sunnie was finishing off her first prey as well, her belly a nice swollen orb in her lap. Bleu quickly moved to the next pony in line, a significantly larger stallion prepared with icing and sprinkles. The bloated pegasus shifted on his plate slightly as Bleu approached, perhaps not quite as sleepy as Bleu originally thought. The round blue pony licked his lips, and pulled the stallion into his waiting mouth. His prey struggled for a moment as his head and chest slid into Bleu’s already full stomach. Bleu’s vision went hazy as he shoved and pushed the second pony further into his gut, taking short pauses to rub at the expanding ball of flab that was his belly. He swallowed hard once, twice, three times before the food-filled belly slid down his throat, and Bleu rested back on his haunches as his belly sloshed outwards. His apron gave up the ghost, ripping off his belly as it grew larger and fuller. He reached his hooves around his belly the best he could, relishing in a moment of pure gluttony and fullness.
“UrrrRRRrrRRRRALP!” Another belch was forced out of his mouth, and he smiled slackly as he felt his eyes droop. “Oooho… gonna be huge after this… hic! But I’m not done yet!” With a herculean effort, Bleu got to his hooves, his belly sloshing low and heavy between his legs, bouncing against his growing erection. He waddled over to his third pony, and the largest of the bunch! She’d been chubby on her way in, and Bleu had seen her down at least ten pies, plus whatever else he had put down in front of her. He didn’t need to put anything extra on her, her face and belly were absolutely covered in the remains of pie and ice cream. Bleu grinned widely, his hooves roaming around her plump frame, his packed belly growling for more. He slid the plate to the edge of the table, opening his mouth and letting her simply slide down into his mouth. His throat bulged outwards as she too slid down, down, down… Bleu’s hooves traced the shape of her belly as it travelled down, before finally landing with a SLOOOOOOSH that threw Bleu backwards and almost pinned him under the weight of his new magnificent belly.
“URRRrrrRRRRrrrRRRRAAAAALP! Huff… oooooh... urrrrap!” Bleu rubbed at his titanic belly, blushing fiercely as he sloshed and jiggled the mass of pone and fat. “H-heh… looks like I won… hic!” He looked over at Sunnie, who was struggling with her last pony. She’d fallen on her belly, and was pulling in the pegasus, who was fully awake and was trying to escape. Slowly but surely, she gulped down the pegasus’s kicking legs and flapping wings, letting out a belch that sent feathers flying into the air. Bleu stood, not an easy task at his size, and waddled over to Sunnie.
“Oooh… I-I think I ate too much...” The yellow mare moaned, eyes misted in the beginnings of a food coma. Her belly glorped and gurgled as the pegasus struggled inside her. “URRRP! S-so full…”
“You mean ate too little?” Bleu smirked, sizing up his prize. His belly let out a long, low grummmmmmmmmble, as if telling him to hurry up. He popped the cap off a can of whipped cream and sprayed a healthy curl on top of her head, before placing a cherry neatly on top. “You made the rules… you know what happens next…” He leaned in closer, his mouth agape. “Hello, dessert!”
Sluuuuuuurp
GLK! GLK! GLK!
Mmmmglk!
GLLLLLLLLLK!
GUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUULP!
SCHLLLOOOOOORP!
“BURRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRRRALP! Hic!” Bleu’s eyes drooped. He’d never eaten six before! He basked in the gluttonous glow, only able to see the ceiling and the curve of his gigantic, wriggling tummy, and let the food coma take him.
“Hic!”
