One Leads, The Other Gains
There it was, that familiar ringing sound of the clock. Vinyl was never one of those ponies who naturally awoke at a reasonable time in the morning, mostly due to her lifestyle. She would never admit it, but partying until late in the night meant she got as much precious sleep as she could squeeze in.
There was another thing too. The mare had been putting on weight. It had started around a month ago at the after party for a club in town. She had found the guests who had all gotten passes to join her to wind down after the session were all gainers. Ponies who enjoyed eating for the pleasure of purposefully making themselves fatter and fatter. After a little discussion and some alcohol, Vinyl had indulged in some rather rich food that the guests had insisted was available for them all to eat, especially her.
After that, the mare had found herself sneaking meals here and there. That night had changed her outlook on food. Now a little pudgy, she was finding that her weight gain was progressing nicely. Vinyl didn’t want to be so large she couldn’t perform, but she did like that added chub. It made her food more...substantial, was the best way of describing it. Her stomach was already forming a little pot belly and her fattened breasts and thighs were starting to feel rather good on what was once a very well maintained figure. Right now, slightly overweight would probably describe her current size best.
As she got up out of bed, turning off the alarm clock as she did so, she stretched. A yawn left her lips as bleary eyes blinked trying to focus on her surroundings. The room was a bit more of a mess than usual and she picked up some previously worn clothes from the night before to throw in the washing hamper, opting to just put on her bra and panties for the moment. She could get dressed properly when she left the house later. She observed some of her sweatpants as she put them in the laundry basket, a button was missing from the very top of one pair and another looked a bit stretched. No wonder they had felt tight…
First to wake, she couldn’t quite hear Tavi moving about yet. It wasn’t uncommon for her practice sessions with the orchestra to go on late. Hmm. She decided to just throw on some sweats that fitted and a tank top, Tavi often commented when she wasn’t dressed very well. Usually something friendly, with a snide tone. Whatever. This morning she just couldn’t be bothered with the hassle. Now somewhat dressed she made her way downstairs and to the kitchen. A large breakfast of sausages, hash browns, bacon and other fat filled goodies was on her mind. It would certainly help her in her quest to gain. Plus a nice big breakfast, even at this hour, was always a mood booster.
“Morning.”
Vinyl barely heard Octavia over the sizzling of the pans as sputtering sausages cooked along with the rest of her meal. When Octavia repeated her greeting, she finally turned around to reply.
“Oh! Morning Octy! Just making breakfast.” she replied with a smile.
“More like brunch, it’s gone mid-morning Vinyl.” Octavia replied, yawning. Octavia always had a much more modest meal to start the day with, a cup of coffee and a small bowl of cereal was all she needed which she fetched herself. She could see the disapproval in Vinyl’s eyes as the mare prepared herself something to eat. In fact it was this disapproval, her changed attitude towards eating and the increased consumption of food that she was curious to ask her about as soon as she could. As she thought about all this, Vinyl replied to her comment.
“Okay brunch, in any case it’s food. Want some?” she asked.
“I suppose something more substantial would be better than just coffee. About the food Vinyl, I’m a little concerned with, well, your size.” Octavia said, trying to be delicate but failing at the last moment. She figured she may as well actually just be direct. So many times she had tried to present something to Vinyl in a more subtle tone and Vinyl had almost looked through her with a What, I don’t get it? expression on her face. It wasn’t worth the hassle and unless you outright were rude to her, it was pretty hard to hurt her feelings.
“What about it?” Vinyl asked, playing a little dumb. She wanted to see what Octavia had to say but she was pretty certain she had a good idea of where her queries were heading to.
“Is everything alright? In the past month you’ve started eating an awful lot. You’re getting quite big.” she asked, still keeping with her plan of being direct.
“Everything is fine Octy, I’m just enjoying a part of life I’ve never really indulged in before. Here, I’ll cook another breakfast for myself. Forgot the mushrooms anyway.” Vinyl replied, pushing the huge mountain of food onto a large plate that was just in front of Octavia who’s eyes went wide at a breakfast the size of all her meals in one day now before her.
“W-Wait, this is too much! I can’t eat all this!” she protested.
“More like not enough, you’re a stick Octy! You really need to bulk up a little. It’s not healthy being so thin.” Vinyl teased.
“I am perfectly sized for my height. Thank you very much.” Octavia huffed in reply. Still though, she didn’t want to appear rude. Manners dictate that she should at least make an attempt at the food that Vinyl had kindly served her, even if she didn’t eat it all. Plus this was on top of the cereal she had made herself. She bit into a slice of sausage, which was actually rather tasty. Vinyl just smiled and turned around, returning to cooking up an equally large breakfast for herself, now with mushrooms.
-
It had been a successful set. In fact Vinyl was sure that if she was a little bigger, jumping around on stage like she had been would have probably sent her crashing through it. She could have sworn that even over the din of the music she had been pumping out over the club for the patrons she could hear the beams that held the stage up straining with each leap she made. Still though, it was a great mix and the mare just couldn’t help herself to bop along with the tunes as the rhythm flowed over her. It was why she loved DJing so much.
There was another benefit too. Huge handfuls of greasy food. Clubs always catered for their guests and entertainment by purchasing as much cheap food as possible. Often this was just piles of burgers, fries, hot dogs and whatever else they could get their hands on that was plentiful and not expensive. There was always a huge mountain left over as well, overbuying was generally favoured rather than purchasing too little and then having angry, semi-drunk party ponies demanding more food. After the guests left, the staff and acts were allowed to help themselves and tonight had been a pretty large gig, so there were loads of leftovers. Vinyl somewhat had wished she had taken a wheelbarrow to load it all into, but she had grabbed as much as she could cram in her car and driven home, hoping with the combined weight of her and the food her suspension wouldn’t give out.
Thankfully she made it, the food was still warm but she’d have to eat it now. Might as well blast some of it in the oven or microwave, whatever was best. As she leaned over what she had taken to pick it up, the smell of deep-fried and fast food goodness wafted up her nostrils. She couldn’t help but take a burger right now, even though she had eaten in the club…
It was a sight then for Octavia who watched Vinyl walk in, both hands full of food and burger half eaten in mouth as she just rolled her eyes and sighed.
“Club overbought on food for the guests again then?” she said, not even bothering to guess. She knew what it was and it was becoming a regular thing when Vinyl walked in late at night with more food than it should be feasible for one pony to eat. Vinyl herself finished eating the burger in her mouth, putting some select things in the microwave to heat up.
“I’m surprised you’re still up this late.” she said, ignoring the question.
“Well the recorder on the TV was full up with all your DJ and cooking shows and I wanted to watch a concert.” Octavia replied, pressing the off button on the remote and turning around the sofa to face Vinyl. “Anyway, how was your day? Good set?” she asked.
There was a distinct ping to indicate the food had warmed through and Vinyl pulled it from the microwave before sitting down with Ocvtavia on the couch, which subsided towards her a little as she did so.
“It was really good yeah, I actually was dancing around to the beat at one point. Plus I got my leftovers like usual.” she said, smiling and taking a bite.
“Indeed, I can see. You certainly got a good haul.” Octavia drily replied.
“There’s morfh in the carph!” came a response through full, smacking lips that were greedily chowing down on as much food as Vinyl could cram in her mouth.
“I thought there was.” was all Octavia said, Vinyl finally finishing her mouthful.
“What about you?” she asked, quickly making sure her mouth was full again.
“Well practice was okay, we’ve got a triangle player who really can’t…” Octavia started to say, but she stopped, somewhat entranced by the speed at which Vinyl was eating. It was rather incredible. Had her intake upped in the past week? It seemed to, she didn’t even appear to be tasting the food. It was just vanishing before she crammed more between her lips.
“What?” Vinyl asked.
“Sorry, it’s just... What is this Vinyl? You’ve been eating so much lately and I’m more than curious, and don’t play dumb and pretend I haven’t noticed.” she asked, waiting for Vinyl to finish eating her current portion of food.
“Alright, but don’t go all, you know, Octy on me.” she said.
“What is that supposed to mean?” came the almost whip-crack quick response. She didn’t like being accused of things.
“You ever do things just for the sake of feeling good?” she asked.
“Well yes, like I might go for a nice walk or treat myself to a new set of shoes.” Octavia replied.
“I mean like, really indulge in something. You know it’s wrong and you’re gonna suffer the consequences, but it feels so right?” Vinyl carried on, taking a few bites of burger between Octavia’s puzzled looks and queries.
“Well, no. I don’t like to go to that level of excess. Is that what this is?”
“Yeah. Pure excess. And do you know how good it feels? I love my body. There was nothing of me before, sure there are some downsides but ultimately it feels great. It's way more satisfying to be large as opposed to small. My ass is bigger, my belly jiggles. Even my breasts have fattened up.” she said with a small blush. “I love it.”
“I uh…” was all Octavia said, she was a little lost for words. At least now she knew, but it didn’t make much more sense to her. She could see Vinyl looking at her too, as if she knew she still didn’t get it. Vinyl decided to see if she could get her to indulge first hand.
“Here.” was all she said, throwing a couple of untouched burgers from her haul towards Octavia, who took them with a rather blank expression.
“What?”
“Eat them, really pig-like, as if you’re making love to those burgers.” she encouraged, watching a blush come over Octavia’s face as the teasing was getting to her slightly.
“Oh...I couldn’t. It isn’t proper.” she said, eyeing up the two meaty delights.
“Forget proper, just eat. Gorge. Stuff yourself, enjoy being out of your comfort zone. I bet you’d like, no, love it.” Vinyl continued to tease. She inched her way closer to Octavia, pressing her large stomach against the tiny frame of her partner. “Do it.”
Octavia ate, she wasn’t as fast as Vinyl, but she filled her mouth with those burgers as Vinyl watched in delight at the first little bit of pure self indulgence she had witnessed her take part in for months. It was rather amusing to see her step out of her comfort zone like that. Once the burgers were gone, she could see it had taken effect.
“How are you feeling Octy?” she asked.
“G-Good...is there more?” Octavia asked.
“Plenty.”
-
After those two burgers, it wasn’t hard for Vinyl to goad Octy into giving into her new desires to eat like a pig. Vinyl was already well on the way and quite happy with her constantly ballooning size that she was making bigger with every meal.This meant that there was some adapting to do and she was more than happy to ease the mare into it any way she could.
First of course was clothes. Octavia always wore things that were well...uptight. Just like she was really. Clothes that had no give, no room to expand or let that rapidly bulging gut out of the cloth prison it was being kept behind. She’d soon change that.
“So um, this store you’ve mentioned. They’ll have things I like to wear right?” Octavia asked Vinyl, a bit unsure about the suggested trip to the store. It was one she had never been to before. Octavia had select shops in town she liked to visit that carried brands she was used to and a little more on the expensive side. On this occasion, Vinyl thought it best just to tell a white lie to get her to go.
“Sure, they cater to everypony.” was all she said. “I’m going to be shopping too you know, not much is fitting me these days.” Vinyl replied. The current choice of clothes was laughably small for her. The mare had opted for a simple top which was barely covering her gut and a pair of pants that had absolutely no stretch in them. Fat was poking its way out the top of them and overflowing from the side, which jiggled as she walked. She needed room to grow, her current clothes didn’t provide it. So would Octy.
There was some wandering and fixated eyes as the two walked. Octavia was slightly pudgy, her current clothes still covered her well and wasn’t much of a sight that looked out of the ordinary. Vinyl, as already described, was something else however. As her hips wobbled with each step she took, she found she was constantly having to reach forward to pull her top down that was riding up her chest and getting wedged around her breasts that meant her enormous, gurgling gut kept poking out for all to see. After the third or fourth time it had happened in no more than a few hundred yards, she gave up pulling it back down and just let her stomach hang out, fat belly bouncing up and down with every heavy step she took.
“Vinyl, cover up!” Octavia protested.
“What’s the point? It’s just gonna ride up my stomach in a few steps. This is why we’re going shopping.” she sighed.
“But ponies are staring!” Octavia carried on.
“Let them! I’m not gonna hide my belly, this thing is a sight to behold!” she said, grinning as she gave it a little playful slap. The almost exhibitionist attitude to her size made Octavia blush, hanging her head slightly as she walked alongside her.
“You take things too far sometimes you know, there’s a difference in being out in public and being hidden away in the comfort of your own home.” Octavia said.
“And you’re too uptight, you gotta learn to live a little Octy. You’ll be as big as me soon, it’s just we’ll prepare better and get you clothes that fit now.” Vinyl replied, stomach still quivering as the two walked. To make matters even more embarrassing for Octavia, Vinyl pulled out a few snacks she had concealed in her shopping bag which she was carrying at her side.
“Really?”
“I’m hungry, don’t judge. Want one?” she said, offering a chocolate bar to Octavia.
“Fine, might as well occupy myself whilst we walk to the store. I hope it's not far.” Octavia grumbled.
“Do you really think I’d walk us to a store far away at my size? Ah, there.” Vinyl said, pointing it out. She saw the colour drain from Octavia’s face when she saw the sign.
Fat Mare Flow
“W-What!? That place!” Octavia gasped. “But all their clothing is for plus sized mares.” she squeaked.
“Well, I’m plus sized, you’re going to be plus sized pretty soon. You might be surprised at the range they offer. I heard they even have big versions of your fancy-smanshy ball gowns and such.” Vinyl said, grabbing Octavia’s pudgy hand and leading her inside.
It was exactly as Vinyl had described, except the store was split into types of clothing rather than offering one select kind. It was just all...bigger, from what Octavia could make out at least. There was nothing on the racks smaller than a large. This was confirmed when she stopped in front of a small sign near one of the aisles with Vinyl and read off it.
“...Sizes are large, extra large, extra extra large, super large, extra super large and Flexi.” she parroted from the sign. “What’s Flexi?”
“Read the small print.” Vinyl said.
“Oh. Bigger than an extra super large, for the mare or stallion with a voracious appetite. These clothes stretch to fit you and will continue to stretch no matter how large you get. See our in store assistants for help with these.” Octavia said.
“Well, I know what we’re doing then. Miss!” Vinyl called out.
“What? Wait, we haven’t even tried on the large sizes!” Octavia protested, trying to get a word in before the store assistant came over.
“That’ll last like a week Octy, then we’ll just be back here. May as well go straight for it.” Vinyl said. The assistant came over and greeted the two of them.
“We need a whole wardrobe of Flexi clothes. I’m pretty easy going but you might have to put something special together for her.” Vinyl said, nodding towards Octavia.
“Planning a lot of eating ladies?” The assistant asked. Octavia remained silent whilst Vinyl replied.
“A whole lot, I’ve got big plans for me and her.” she grinned, wobbling her stomach with her hands to emphasise her point. The assistant just smiled.
“No problem. Right this way.”
Octavia quickly discovered that their Flexi brand clothing was actually extremely comfortable. She could be picky about what she wore as Vinyl said, but this type of clothing came in many different styles, just able to shift and move to accommodate a growing mare. When she was done, she had made a selection that was plenty to replace her wardrobe should she need it. Vinyl also seemed to have done the same, just much quicker and was waiting for her at the checkout.
“So what did you pick?” she asked.
“Well a few gowns, then some more casual things. Just what I normally wear really. Oh and one more thing, the material felt nice so I wanted to try it.” Octavia explained, showing Vinyl a rather sleek looking bodysuit.
“What’s that?” Vinyl said.
“Possibly something for fun, we’ll see.” Octavia replied, paying for her purchases and getting ready to leave the store. “Are you coming?”
“Oh right, sure.” Vinyl said. She was a little surprised. She wasn’t expecting Octavia to pick something out like that. It was way outside her normal range of standard clothing. It would certainly make eating interesting if she wore it. Perhaps tonight with a bit of teasing, Vinyl could make her blush even more than she had on the way to the store.
-
“Come on piggy, eat up.” Vinyl teased, wafting a burger in front of Octavia’s nose. The two had been at it again, with Vinyl starting and Octavia following on not long after. A few more treats, and she’d make the suggestion that had been swimming around in her brain about the bodysuit.
Since the shopping trip and new clothes, Octavia had been eating heavily. Vinyl was quite pleased, despite her initial shyness she had really come out of her shell about not only getting bigger, but she had taken quite easily to being stuffed and teased. Role play had become a rather fun thing for them to do, with Vinyl particularly enjoying teasing Octavia about being a big piggy. Clearly she was indulging more in a side of life she had never really experienced being so prim and proper all the time and was loving it.
“M-mmfff!” came the response from Octavia, mouth still full of food her jaw was only able to chew for her. Vinyl smiled, moving her bulk off Octavia with a small wheeze.
“So, how about that bodysuit. I bet you’d look really good in it.” she suggested.
Octavia finally stopped chewing, feeling her belly grumble and glorp as she sat up on the sofa, wiping crumbs for her face. “N-Now?” she asked.
“For sure now, I bet it would really hone just how much effort you’ve been putting in.” she teased a little more, seeing Octavia’s face flush red.
“G-Give me a moment.” she stammered, hauling herself up from the sofa and making for her room. Vinyl helped herself to a burger, licking her lips to finish it off as Octavia reappeared fully clad in the bodysuit.
The material was shiny, but it was a dark colour. Purple with small flecks of silver at points thrown in. It covered all her body with the only holes being for her head, hands, feet and tail. Vinyl was right though, it did very, very nicely make Octavia look even better. Suddenly her fat rolls were more defined, you could see the separation where they lapped over each other on her belly. Almost forming a flab pyramid with the largest at the bottom as they dissipated up towards her breasts. Vinyl noted those had grown too, it seemed her body wasn’t just adding pounds to her gut. She had gone up a number of cup sizes, thank goodness the store carried bras.
That wasn’t either to downplay the rest of her, as Octavia turned to show off the suit, Vinyl gazed up her now impressively bulky flanks, enlarged hips and she could swear a second chin was starting to form on her face. Her whole body oozed substance, with the suit moulding it to an eye pleasing form.
“Now that is impressive, I love it.” Vinyl said.
“Y-You do? I wondered if it might be a bit plain.” Octavia replied.
“Your body more than makes up for it. Now you said you liked how it felt? Let's make it feel even better.” Vinyl cooed, waddling her way over to Octy and pushing a burger in her maw. She saw her sink into a food induced pleasure coma almost instantly as she guided her back to the couch for even more stuffing. They were running a little low on food, thank goodness she had another gig tomorrow where she was sure she could pick up even more treats for the two of them.
Octavia only managed an “O-Oh?” between bites of the burger as Vinyl gently nudged her backwards onto the couch. It was all she needed to do as the tubby mare instinctively followed the low key command and let her ass sink into the soft cushions as she sat down. There was plenty of chewing, as Vinyl used up the remaining food supply to make the evening more enjoyable.
“Such a piggy.” she started to tease, already willingly using her hands to start to grope around the Cellists folds, the suit made it even easier as the material offered practically no resistance to her running her fingers between flab. Vinyl couldn’t help but knead and toy with it as she upped the teasing to another level.
“A big fat piggy, it feels good doesn’t it?” she carried on, with only a blushing nod coming from Octavia to confirm her enjoyment as she hardly spoke, instead opting to have her mouth full at all times. “Big piggies like to eat…”
Vinyl hadn’t had so much fun with her in ages, and there was plenty to grab onto. Octavia had put on some pretty big love handles with all the eating. She was keen to see them grow in size along with her. Vinyl felt her grab at hers as well and with a kiss to seal the evenings fun, the two melted into each other's arms.
-
Whilst the clubs provided a lot of food, the two still needed to go grocery shopping for essentials. They couldn’t survive on just burgers and other fried foods alone, as much as they wanted to. It was becoming a bit...difficult to keep shopping themselves though with the size each of them was.
“You know we should really look at hiring a personal shopper perhaps with some money from your work.” Octavia suggested as they got ready to head to the store.
“What about yours?” Vinyl asked.
“Well, pay isn’t as good this month. They had to reinforce under the stage in the usual spot I sit to support my weight and took it from my paycheck…” she confessed, a little embarrassed. “Oh, they had to also pay for a sturdier seat for me to sit on.”
“That hardly seems fair, they don’t have to reinforce club stages for me.” Vinyl quipped.
“Yes well, those sorts of stages are built to take heavy equipment anyway. Orchestra stages are traditionally wood and are just meant to take the player and instrument. Anyhow, let's forget it for the moment. Shall we?” Octavia said. She made for the front door, even that was becoming a problem now. She had to squeeze her way out as her massive ass and monster thighs scraped against it. Vinyl had the same trouble too. The only reason she had brought up the personal shopper was because even the grocery store they went to was a struggle to get around. It simply wasn’t made for ponies their size. The aisles were too close together. Last time they went, Vinyl, being a little clumsy, had knocked over a display stand and the two had to pay for the destroyed items on it. As soon as they waddled their way in, she saw the shop owner giving her a hard stare, remembering the incident just as much as they did.
“You know it feels like we were just here yesterday.” Vinyl said, picking up a few chip packets for snacks and throwing them in the cart she had grabbed.
“It was, when you knocked over the stand. We’re eating so much we come here daily. I think that’s the only reason the owner didn’t ban us after that, we’re too good business for them.” Octavia replied with a grin, grabbing a few other snacks and putting them in her own cart. The two had started grabbing a cart each a few weeks ago and filling them, finding one between them both didn’t hold nearly enough food anymore.
“Nice, Derritos. I might have to grab a few myself.” Vinyl said, observing what Octavia grabbed. The two got to their favourite aisle. The one filled with chocolate, thankfully it was empty currently of any other shoppers and the greedy pair decided to go down together. The aisles were small and with both side by side, Octavia could feel her bulbous ass pushing into Vinyl, fat squishing together as they leaned up and down shelving to grab various candy bars on display.
“H-Hey!” Octavia yelped, feeling a particularly hard push from Vinyl as she hurriedly tried to grab some of the candy she loved the most. It was always located on the top shelf though and as she went from leaning down low to reaching up high, her fat jiggled immensely at the sudden shift in position, enough to make it practically crash into Octavia which caused ripples of fat to roll around like ocean waves.
“O-Oops, sorry Tavi. Just trying to grab some noms!” she said back.
“I’ll uh, let you go first.” Octavia said, taking a step back to give them both some room.
“Awww, and last night you loved it when all that blubber was rubbing together. What gives?” Vinyl asked.
“T-That was different! We were at home, in private!” she exclaimed, feeling a little flustered. But Vinyl always seemed to have a more candid attitude to intimacy. She’d had to ask her to hold back a few times. Being out in public made her feel self conscious which was making it more difficult to accept the fact she was loving being larger.
“We gotta work on that, I’d love to give that cute ass a grope in the park.” Vinyl said, winking at her.
“O-Oh gosh, now that’s lewd. A public grope! We’re so big, everypony would notice…” Octavia began to think to herself. Lost in thought at what Vinyl might do to her with envious eyes observing their intimacy, she didn’t notice Vinyl had completely left the aisle having filled her cart with what she needed and was heading to pay.
“W-Wait up!” Octavia yelled, grabbed a few things hastily and then a few essentials before heading to the checkout. She observed the contents of Vinyl’s cart. “Hey, how come my cart is half the essentials like bread whereas yours is practically all chocolate?” she asked.
“Gotta be faster Octy.” Vinyl said with a smile. She squeezed out to the end of the checkout and grabbed the bags of food. The extra weight meant the two had more mass to carry heavier loads with and it was an easy waddle home with arms gripping the food. Thankfully this time, neither caused any damage to the store. Octavia wondered just how many more visits they’d be able to make before they were so large, even one of them trying to get down an aisle would be a problem. It was only a matter of time.
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“I’m back! Good haul tonight.”
Vinyl dumped as much of the food as she could carry onto the kitchen counter top. They had shopped today, but her gig had provided food as well. A good thing because the food they had bought earlier was already practically gone. It seemed Octavia had spent a good portion of the day feeding herself at home whilst Vinyl had been out performing. Octavia’s response was a stark contrast to a few months ago when this had all started.
“Urrrrrrpppppp! Thank goodness, I’m starving.” she said, finishing off a meal.
“How was your day?” Vinyl asked, taking one of the many burgers from the club haul and stuffing it in her mouth so she could chew on it while she got the rest from her car.
“Mmmm, well I can’t go to practice anymore. Stage won’t take my weight, that’s why I stayed home to eat.” Octavia explained as Vinyl brought in more food. “I can still play just...only at big events with reinforced stages. Sorry.”
“Hey don’t say sorry. If it makes you feel good keep eating.” Vinyl said, bringing the last of the haul in. It was pretty good, piles of burgers, pizza and other fatty treats. The two started to dig in quickly.
“What about you?” Octavia asked.
“Well, I need a bigger car. The suspension collapsed.” she confessed. “I just about made it home. Oh they asked me if I’d rather be paid in food. Problem I’m finding now is the club stages are too small for me. With my equipment and growing gut, there’s now more of me than DJ stuff on there. It’s starting to get difficult.” she explained.
“We may need to find alternative ways of making money. I think me playing with the orchestra is going to probably start to dry up because there will be a point where I’m too heavy to even play on the big stages. You’ll just...not fit on a stage.” Octavia said between mouthfuls. “Funny both of us have nearly the same problem.”
“Yeah.” was all Vinyl said, taking another burger and chewing on it. “Problem is, I don’t wanna stop getting bigger.”
“Me either…you um, convinced me.” Octavia said blushing. It was the first time Vinyl had heard her totally admit she was loving it without a hint of any regret. “How much longer do you think we can keep this up, relying on your club food takings?”
“Probably another month, I think after that I’m gonna struggle to get work. The stage I was on actually creaked under my weight so loud I could hear it above the beats today.” Vinyl said.
Octavia couldn’t help but smile, the thought of a pounding club with ponies dancing around that was interrupted by a huge creaking of a stage trying to hold the weight of not only Vinyl’s flabby gut, but all her DJ equipment was quite amusing. She shouldn’t laugh though, it was currently the only thing really keeping them in plenty of food. The personal shopper was now a necessity and making two visits a day to keep them stocked up with things at home. After a final visit where Vinyl had managed to use her impressively wide hips to knock over an entire aisle of food they had finally been banned from going themselves.
“I might have an idea.” Octavia said.
“Oh?”
“Yes, but well...we need to be even bigger.” she blushed.
“That can easily be arranged.” Vinyl teased, using the opportunity to push a burger in Octavia’s mouth. If it was bigger they needed to be, that was just music to Vinyl’s ears. She’d wait to hear how being bigger factored into it later. For now, the two had lots to eat.
-
It had been an interesting month to say the least.
Leaving the house was now no longer an option for either of the two. Pressing into the territories of immobility they couldn’t even fit out the front door. Luckily, Octavia’s rather bold plan to not only make money but also get them food donations had worked like a treat. They didn’t even need a personal shopper anymore. Deliveries of food came in multiple times a day. A good thing too as it was needed to sate both their appetites.
The suggestion had come a few weeks back, just in time too before they had gotten too big to go out and get what they needed.
“Why don’t we post pics of ourselves online?” she had said to Vinyl.
Vinyl had been a bit surprised at first. This was very unlike Octavia. She was such a shy thing, so suggesting to expose themselves for total strangers to see was one heck of a jump for her. She had to press further.
“Really? You’d want to do that?” Vinyl said.
“Well, why not? I was reading up on it between meals the other day. Apparently models make lots of money doing it.” she said.
“Yeah but, isn’t that you know, the super beautiful girls? Not the ones who nearly weigh a ton each.” Vinyl had mused.
“Oh come on, don’t be so naive Vinyl. We’re not the only pony on the planet who likes being big. Some will pay good money to get hold of photos or videos of fatties.” Octavia had explained.
It made sense and Vinyl wasn’t sure why she hadn’t thought of it before. The two had grabbed some camera equipment and at first, starting releasing some steamy photos out on paid subscription sites. They were still working their confidence up to a video. Even Vinyl who was quite out there wasn’t sure about it. But the money was really good, video content which was a premium would bring in even more.
Each of them sat eating, the two large enough to occupy an entire two seater couch themselves. Belches permeated the air as the two finished their current meal. Fans who wanted more pics of them even fatter had started donating food, which the two were more than happy to consume. Vinyl eyed the video camera on the tripod sitting in the corner of the room. Her massive size and the lust to be even larger made her actually get up and waddle over to it. She flicked it on, the red recording light catching Octavia’s eye.
“Hey, uh - how come you turned it on?” she asked.
“We’re never gonna use it unless we try, now just relax. Give the fans something really big to watch.” she teased, taking a burger and using it to plug Octavia’s mouth so she couldn’t protest further. The couch creaked as suddenly it had to support the weight of not one, but two almost immobile fatties, with Vinyl leaning her full weight onto Octy. One of the things she couldn’t stop loving about their blubber was how it felt when all that fat came together. She went bright red as she felt her folds mingle with Octavia’s. What used to be hundreds, but now thousands of pounds of fat rolled into one another as Vinyl couldn’t help but greedily sink her flabby arms into some of the bigger folds on Octavia’s body. She felt the love and affection of her fat marefriend reciprocated as Octavia grabbed her equally as tight and needily. It wasn’t long before the two were kissing, groping and as much as they could, lustily humping one another as fat wobbled for the camera. Vinyl’s massive ass cheeks slapping together as she started to really get into it.
“You’re so huge, bigger than a pig. You’re an elephant, Octy, the right colour for it too…” she started, watching Octavia’s eyes light up as the teasing started to penetrate her emotions. Vinyl gripped her massive panties, made of that same stretchy material it didn’t take much for her arms to give them a bit of extra stretch and then let them snap against Octavia’s own bulbous flanks, making them quiver even in her seat. The couch groaned once more.
“Blorper, blubber ball, it should be a crime to be so fat.” Vinyl continued to tease her amidst her hands working over her body. Even Vinyl was getting turned on by her own words, knowing just how big she was. Thousands of pounds of blubber continued to crash together in a love making frenzy as the two carried on eating and taking full advantage of their bodies. “A lard ass, a real chonker of a mare. Celestia your body…” Vinyl cooed, feeling herself start to near a climax. It had been only mere minutes, but her lust for Octavia was all too much. She could feel that Octavia was getting close too, despite being much quieter about it.
Octavia only took breaths between stuffing her face, just loving the attention Vinyl was giving her. With the camera recording their every movement, there was a subconsciously added element of sauciness there that neither would admit. Showing their massive, amazing bodies to the world for all that attention was another factor driving them both to that climax they each desperately craved.
Fat breasts pressing into one another, Vinyl felt Octavia’s curves. So perfect, they accentuated her body and made her the most desirable mare she could have hoped for. Her perfect tubby partner. Vinyl loved her size, she loved even more she had somepony to share it with.
“G-Gosh you’re so big...so fat..so massive..a-ahhhhhh…” was the final tease Vinyl needed to push them both over the ridge of lust, bodies quivering as a torrent of love juice erupted from their bodies. Even when it was over, the two continued to kiss, fondle one another and just enjoy their bodies until finally they had run out of food.
“H-How long were we at it?” Octavia asked, finally now able to speak again.
Vinyl waddled her way over to the camera. It was off, the recording light no longer blinking. “Long enough for the camera to die. Gonna be worth a lot of money when we upload this.” she said, smiling.
“More money, more food right?” Octavia said, already thinking about their next move. “We could make more. It’ll really give them some motivation to donate to us.”
“Yeah, that’s what I’m thinking, if you’re okay with showing yourself off even more.” Vinyl said. “But I think we’ve already taken the plunge with the photos. Video isn’t going to be too big of a step right?”
“No, and besides. I want everypony to see just how amazing you are.” Octavia cooed. That was it, Vinyl knew right there Octavia had totally come around to her size. Not only was she enjoying herself, she was enjoying Vinyl too. It was everything she had ever hoped.
“You too fatty, maybe next time you can be on top.” she said, winking.
As the two recovered, the doorbell rang. “Ah, that’ll be more food. I think we can have a snack before we upload the video. The camera will need to charge a little anyway.” Octavia said.
“Sounds like a plan.” Vinyl replied, heading for the door. Tonight had been wonderful, far more intense and lusty than anything the pair had done before. Her mind started to wander as she took in the large order of food that had been sent to them both, it felt so good being huge. She was almost excited to think just how good the two of them would feel when they had gained several thousand more pounds. The lusty loving had only just begun.
