The Buffet At Galaxy's Edge

The flow was immense, immediately Cloudy felt her cheeks bulge and her body rock with the sudden filling of that wonderful taste of...whatever it was in the hose. She still hadn’t quite put a hoof on it but it was sweet, just not to the point of being sickly. She could happily chug it down all day. Maybe it was milkshake? It certainly seemed to have the taste and a similar consistency to one.

As the mare continued to swallow down the milkshake...thing, Freezy returned to her after serving a few other patrons carrying with her a small communication device. She made her way around the bar to Cloud. ‘I know you can’t exactly speak, but someone wants to talk to you. Don’t worry I’ll hold the device...you had better stop eating for a moment so you can converse at least.’ Freezy said, shutting off the flow and removing the hose nozzle from her face.

‘Aw really? Whose calling?’ Cloudy asked, but her query was answered soon enough when on the small screen she was greeted by an exceptionally fat face. The face of Heavy Haul.

‘Welcome backsh to Galaxy’s Edge, Cloudy Daze.’ the face said. There was an echo in her voice, Cloudy couldn’t quite put a hoof on it at first, but then she realised the call was being broadcast on the big screens around the eating hall to everypony inside the massive eatery. Cloudy decided it would be best to converse and not be rude.

‘Hello Heavy Haul, first time I’ve had the pleasure.’ Cloudy replied.

‘The pleashure ish all mine, believe me.’ Heavy Haul said, before addressing the station rather than Cloudy. ‘Now then everypony, I’d like you to do your besht to encourage her, she’sh one of our fashteshts gainers sinche I wash on board.’ Heavy said to cheers from the crowd, the large ones still quite passionate about seeing all those gains. ‘I’ll be talking to you shoon, Cloudy.’ Heavy said before vanishing off the screen. A mare of few words indeed. The usual hustle and bustle and chomping sounds returned to the hall, and Freezy reattached the hose the Cloudy’s face so she could keep guzzling down that mixture. The thing was, Cloudy felt different. Whereas before it felt like there was some sort of external influence pushing her, now it was her own. She didn’t need to be told to eat, she wanted to eat. The size, her body, everything about it made her feel great. The hose was expanding her, fattening her beyond even her wildest expectations. There was a playful blorp! from her stomach, a sign of things to come.

With not much else to concentrate on, she felt a vibration from within her rolls which was actually rather pleasurable. She let it vibrate for a minute, jiggling her fat around in a rhythmic manner but decided she had better find the cause. With what little movement she had left, Cloudy dug down into where it was coming from. Pulling out the small device that she used to communicate with Missy. She had in all honesty completely forgotten about it, she didn’t even know it had a vibrate setting.

‘I’m glad you answered, I was beginning to think you’d forgotten about me.’ Missy said. ‘You can’t speak can you.’ the small hologram said, raising one of her tiny digital eyebrows. Cloudy just shook her head, clearly unable to with the hose attached. ‘Well fine, just listen. I’m still monitoring your weight you know.’ she explained. ‘In about six or seven thousand pounds time, you’re going to be too large for The Rift Cutter. She’s got a maximum gross tonnage and you’re going to exceed it.’ Missy said. ‘Although that’s not really the concern, before you get to that point you won’t even fit inside the cargo hold anymore, not without crushing the remaining snack cakes.’ she carried on, that trademark sarcastic tone now seeping into her voice. ‘Although at the rate you’re going, you’re probably beyond caring at this point. Anyhow, I’m going. I don’t even want to know what sort of state your lardy ass is going to be in when you’re done…’ Missy said, vanishing off the small device. Cloudy thought it best not to have it get lost in her rolls again, she might get to a point where fishing it out again would be impossible. She waved a flabby hoof at Freezy and pointed towards the device.

‘You want me to keep a hold of this?’ Freezy asked, with Cloudy just nodding in response. Freezy smiled and took the device behind the bar, with Cloudy assuming that Freezy would notify her if she got any more incoming messages from Missy.

The hose kept doing it’s job and Cloudy could feel it adding pound after pound, roll after roll to her frame. In quiet bliss, the gentle throb throb throb of the mechanism delivering all that mixture to her was quite relaxing. If Cloudy felt tired, she was sure she could have gone to sleep whilst being fed, but the mare decided it was best to stay awake anyhow. You can’t exactly swallow whilst you’re unconscious.

There was a new sensation anyhow alongside the feeling of the extra weight and added rolls. As her body continually searched for more space to expand into, more room for it to grow it started to press up against things surrounding her. The eating area was split into different parts and a little ways from the bar was a small section of a low wall that separated a walkway from some tables. Clearly with Cloudy continually growing, she was rather impressed to find that her ballooning flanks had now gotten so large that they were at first, gently pressing up against this wall. It wasn’t long however before the gentle press became a hard one and she felt her butt cheeks rise upwards and over the wall, at first coming to rest on the table just over the other side. This would not last long however.

CRUNCH!

She felt the rear of her shift somewhat as the table buckled under the weight of two gigantic ass cheeks pressing hard into it, unable to take the weight. Behind the tube, Cloudy grinned to herself, rather impressed that she had managed to fatten up to a point where she was able to crush furniture like that with ease. A little worry crossed her mind, and a nervous grin that was still obscured by the hose appeared on her face as she suddenly realised she was probably paying for that. Oh well, how much did a table and a few chairs cost anyway? Not much.

As she grew, she kept feeling her fat press up against new things. Nothing was safe really and the mare somewhat assumed that the other patrons weren’t so preoccupied with eating that they failed to notice a small fat mountain coming their way and had vacated to another point in the bar before her ass and belly crushed the table they were sat at. Nothing was safe really, at one point, she even heard a small tin-like crushing sound as Cloudy assumed a small waste disposal bin had succumbed to her several tons of blubber bloating upwards behind her. Any soft of motion on her part was quickly becoming a distant memory as more and more fat surrounded her. The top of her head felt rather heavy, until a small pile of oozing blubber blocked her vision as Cloudy realised it was coming over the top of her head - the fat going anywhere it could to find more space.

The patrons of the station had of course taken note of the massive gains that Cloudy was putting on, also heeding Heavy’s words. With little to do but listen, Cloudy was completely enamored with their words of encouragement to keep gaining, a lovely reminder apart from the feeling of just why she was consuming so much.

‘Five tables crushed already! That’s one MONSTER butt you got there Cloudy!’

‘What a bloated blubber ball, I’m amazed the station can take her weight!’

‘Few more thousand pounds and you’ll really be a good size, keep going blorpo!’

There was more, but those were Cloudy’s favourite so far. She loved the attention she was getting from the crowd. It made all these gains worth it just that little extra, beyond of course pleasing herself. Her mind wandered to what sort of compliments she’d receive at even larger sizes.

Freezy however had been watching the mares gains between serving other patrons. The problem was now she had no more other patrons left to serve, as she’d politely asked them to move to other bars within the eating complex that could accommodate them. Cloudy was becoming so big and so wide that at this point, she was taking up a large portion of the bar and shortly would most likely take up the entire thing and more. The mare panicked a little, she was becoming too big, if there was such a thing. She hadn’t seen these sorts of gains since Heavy Haul had managed to fit inside the station and it had been quite a while since then.

Moving out from behind the bar, she tried her best to find Cloudy’s head to talk to her but it was no good, she eyed the hose which vanished into a small hole and made for it, reasoning that was obviously the place where Cloudy’s head would be. The problem was, Cloudy had gotten so big so fast that Freezy couldn’t quite reach down the hole to detach the hose. She tried pushing down as far as her hooves would take her, but she didn’t want to risk getting stuck in all that blubber. She had already climbed a small portion of Cloudy’s body to get to that point and had quickly realised that her fat layers were like quick-sand, pulling her hooves in between the rolls. Freezy jumped off, a little scared she might vanish into those endless fat rolls never to reappear again. She didn’t fancy getting lost in some ponies flab. There was only one thing for it, she knew where it was going and she had sufficiently goaded Cloudy enough with the hose now that there was no stopping the gains. Taking away the hose would only upset her. She pricked an ear up, beyond the rhythmic thumping of the hose pumping into Cloudy she swore she could hear lusty moans from within her fat hole. It made Freezy smile to herself. She had heard it once before with Heavy quite a while ago. She decided to move away and re-initiate the suit system. Cloudy would be needing it.

Within her fat rolls, Cloudy just wanted more. More size, more of her. Even though her cheeks were bulging and her mouth was full of food, she was able to moan in pleasure, her size really starting to indulge her weakness for size. She felt absolutely gargantuan and she wanted to get even bigger to see just how good it felt. It was actually quite hard to tell what was going on outside. She still felt her rear crushing things as it blorped out, a short while ago she could have sworn she felt something on her but it had quickly passed. She peered forward, only seeing a few lights from the bar at the end of her fat hole that had enveloped her head and was continuing to get longer and longer as her body continued to grow. Movement was impossible, her hooves completely buried in tonnes and tonnes of fat. Gosh, it felt amazing. She was so large, the only noise she could hear was that of the hose. She didn’t even notice that Freezy sounded the evacuation alarm. Not that Cloudy could get away, even if she wanted to.

The screens flickered into life once more and the room lighting dimmed. The screens only displayed a short message.

PLEASE EVACUATE THE HALL AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. EXITS ARE MARKED.

A number of low level lights shone from the floor guiding ponies who waddled, rolled and jiggled their way out. At least the ones still capable of movement, several had to be carried on movers as they too had reached immobility, just not in the same way as Cloudy. Once they were gone, Freezy shut the large blast doors which was the only way in or out of the eating hall. However she didn’t want to alienate the diners and patched herself into the broadcast system outside the hall.

‘Greetings diners. I apologise for the sudden evacuation, with your encouragement Cloudy has grown to such a size I need to prepare her for a possible station disembarkation. Your patience is appreciated. The dining hall will reopen shortly. In the meantime, please use the vending machines around the entrance. These have been set on free orders, no charge.’

She heard a small cheer from outside, that should placate them for a while anyhow. In the meantime, Freezy scuttled off to a small room hidden a few floors down from the dining hall. She hoped the system still worked, she hadn’t used it since Heavy Hall had disembarked in this manner from the station several years ago.

Cloudy was still growing, still expanding. She was loving the fact that she was still getting bigger. She had no idea when it would stop, she hoped that it never did. She felt her body shift though, not of her own doing. Strange, she thought. What could possibly be manipulating the body of a pony of such bulk as her?

Outside, if Cloudy could have seen the dining hall the answer would have been obvious. From within the small room Freezy had retreated to, she was running an automated system of her own devising. A monitor displayed information to her.

EXCESSIVE SIZED MARE DETECTED IN OBSERVATION HALL.

It made Freezy smile. Despite the system being of her own creation, to make it work she had to name the rooms as what they were when the station was state owned. The large dining hall was in fact an observation hall for guests to stare out of at the stars when they stopped at the way station. Obviously now, it served a very different purpose. More information was displayed on the screen.

CURRENT WEIGHT: 56,632 POUNDS AND GROWING.
ADVISE: EQUIPPING MARE WITH SPACE SHIELDING SUIT AND EJECTING TO MOORING OUTSIDE OBSERVATION HALL.
DO YOU AGREE?
YES.
NO.

Freezy had typed yes. All she had to do now was let the station do what she had programmed it to do.

INPUT RECEIVED. SUIT ATTACHMENT AND EJECTION WILL TAKE APPROXIMATELY:
8 MINUTES.
DO NOT ENTER THE OBSERVATION HALL AT THIS TIME.

Freezy observed on the security feed system the process taking place. It was quite clever really. A few arms appeared from out the walls around Cloudy, with one carrying a silvery material that reflected light from around the room. It started ‘wrapping’ her somewhat, almost like a present. Starting on her massive flank and quickly working its way around her top and then under her belly the material stretched beautifully. It was quite amazing that back when Heavy needed it, she had managed to track down a material that had infinite stretch potential. At the time Heavy had explained ‘Of course only the best, I plan to grow much, much bigger than this.’ when she had put it on herself. That wasn’t a joke. Heavy was still wearing it. It also protected her from the harshness of space too, keeping her warm (not that it was particularly needed. Even with space being freezing, Heavy was so large her fat kept her sufficiently warm) and also allowing her to breathe. It was quite incredible. Now Cloudy was wrapped in it.

Cloudy herself had felt the material wrap around her. It had pleasingly played against her fat as it went around, hugging her figure it felt like an extra layer of insulation that was welcoming to her. She hadn’t gotten a chance to question it, or even really figure out what it was. All she knew was that she felt like she had been covered in something that felt rather nice. The point was he was still growing, and as she did, the material hugged her frame wonderfully. With more size, it would hug it tighter and feel even better…

Back in the small room Freezy occupied the panel changed and Freezy observed the robot arms vanish back into their hideaways.

SUITING PROCESS COMPLETE.
EJECTION PROCESS BEGINNING.
DO NOT ENTER OBSERVATION HALL, ATMOSPHERE WILL BE VENTED.

There was a low rumbling, even with all the fat surrounding her, Cloudy heard it. Her body jiggled, fat rolling around as she felt the floor start to shift. It was gentle, with the floor seemingly feeling like it was splitting apart with her weight being caught by a large pad below. There was some suction too, but nothing that was uncomfortable. She felt like she was being pulled down and that her body was sinking, with her bloated ass and wobbling tum rubbing against a new wall so to speak. Again if Cloudy could have seen outside, she’d be right. Her body was being lowered as the floor had opened up into two gargantuan doors beneath her and she was gently being brought down into open space. Of course she wasn’t aware of this, and just felt like she was slowly dropping down which was a rather pleasant sensation. As quickly as it had started however it stopped and she felt her body come to rest. There was a tightening around her back and sides though, as if massive straps or something else was being attached to her body. She felt like she had been attached to something. Cloudy wasn’t sure what though.

‘I suppose I better tell her. Launch telescoping communication channel.’ Freezy said to a terminal nearby.

Down her fat tunnel, Cloudy felt something squishing it’s way along the edge besides the hose. Whatever the thing was, it got closer and closer, slowly making its way along what little space was available. She felt it jam at one point, getting stuck in between two rolls before it freed itself. When it made it to her, a small screen flicked into life, illuminating the what was dark and fattened area around her face.

‘Hey, you’ve really grown fatso.’ Freezy said, a little friendly tease in her voice. ‘I suppose you want to know what that was all about.’

Cloudy just nodded as best she could, even now her motion was feeling somewhat restricted by the massive rolls around her head and chin fat pushing against her head.

‘Well, you’re huge girl. Absolutely gigantic. Not quite the size of Heavy, but I did have to evacuate you from the dining hall. I barely had any tables left after your ass crushed em’ all.’ Freezy joked. ‘In any case, you’re now outside the station. The suit you probably felt yourself wrapped in will keep you safe. It’s designed to keep you warm and let you breath in space and it’ll stretch to fit your body whatever size you finish at, it’s what Heavy wears.’ she explained. ‘The hard, cold surface below you though? Sorry girl, you ain’t getting back on board The Rift Cutter. In fact you’re so big you could probably have your ship get lost in one of your fat folds.’ she teased. ‘You’re on the same sort of ship, well, I suppose you are the ship now - as Heavy Haul. A heavy duty platform with thrusters to move around on. It’s really the only way you can get anywhere now.’ Freezy explained.

It all made sense, at least to Cloudy. She just wasn’t quite aware she had gotten that big. The real slap in the face though came with Freezy’s next line.

‘Oh uh, and you’re gonna have to pay for that, it ain’t free.’ Freezy said. She observed Cloudy’s expression turn to somewhat of a scowl. She couldn’t speak with the hose still attached, but she could tell she wasn’t exactly pleased. ‘Don’t worry, I’ll take The Cutter off your hooves, it’ll cover this and some of your bar bill.’ she said, and saw that Cloudy relaxed. ‘Oh uh, you got someone who wants a word or two.’ Freezy said, the screen changed to a rather miffed looking face, that of Missy.

‘Well, I know I said you won’t get back in The Cutter at the rate you were going, but I didn’t think you’d completely outstrip the gross weight of the ship yourself. You know you weight as much as it four times over by now?’ she said. ‘I’d say it was impressive if you weren’t such a fat slob, and you’re still getting bigger. You plan on stopping?’

There was a simple shake of the head from Cloudy, absolutely no way she had any intention of stopping or even slowing down.

‘I figured as much fatso, I mean jeez. I knew you were into it from the start but this is kinda absurd. I mean you’ve really taken the cake with this. Anything you got to say for yourself?’ Missy asked. Without asking if she wanted it to happen, Missy automatically disengaged the latching mechanism and retracted the tube from Cloudy’s face to allow her to speak, a first since she had started gaining.

‘Yesh.’ Cloudy asked, the trademark slur of voice creeping in due to he size. ‘Those snack cakes, can you get Freezy to mix them in? I could really go for some...well, all of them actually. Just empty the cargo hold. Not like we’re delivering them now.’ Cloudy said with a fat encased smile.

‘You’re unbelievable. But you’re not wrong.’ Missy sighed. She vanished from the monitor which started to retract back into the station, with the hose reattaching itself to Cloudy’s face. She had more eating to do.

-

A few months had passed since Cloudy had been ‘ejected’ so to speak from Galaxy’s Edge.

In that time she hadn’t left the mooring point she had been parked at, now firmly alongside Heavy Haul who had somewhat taken up permanent residence there also. The mare had been impressed with Cloudy’s gains, having talked to her with her own slurred speech on several occasions. The two were now permanent fixtures out the large windows of the dining hall, a regular sight to inspire the diners to consume with the crystal buried deep in the station's core hardly being activated by Freezy anymore. The two massive mares were enough of an encouraging sight for any would-be gainers.

Cloudy had reached what Heavy Haul termed an ‘apex’ size for fat, a little smaller than Heavy. She called it this because it was the point at which she had found she was still being pumped full of as much food as she could eat, but stopped gaining any additional weight. As if the massively over bloated body just said ‘No more’ and wouldn't’ gain any further. The thing was, if either Heavy or Cloudy stopped eating, they’d immediately start to drop pounds instead. With this absolutely disastrous consequence for the two, hoses were attached 24/7 to feed the pair, with the station never running low on the food supplies they desperately needed to maintain their apex sizes.

The problem was unlike Heavy who had oodles of money, Cloudy did not. The money she had made from selling her ship and then what little savings she had left had dried up rather quickly, coupled with the fact she was just lazing around outside the station doing nothing meant she had made nothing either. Her bar bill now was hundreds of thousands of bits, with Freezy increasingly on her case about paying it off. With no ship to make deliveries with, it was unlikely the mare was going to have any income any time soon.

Today however, she decided she wasn’t going to worry about it. Within her neck hole, she felt the communication pad working its way down her folds, getting stuck in them more often than not. When it eventually made it to her, instead of being greeted by the face of Freezy (who she was expecting to ask her about paying off her debt for the thousandth time) it was Scutter, which was a pleasant surprise.

‘Well, haven’t spoken to you in a while miss ‘So large she is now her own ship.’ Scutter teased. ‘How you doing?’

The hose retracted from her maw, better make the conversation quick. As soon as it did Cloudy felt her weight starting to drop. ‘Good Schutter, thanksh for ashking.’ she replied, quickly reattaching the hose to gain back those precious lost pounds.

‘Slurred speech! You really are a proper fatty. So what does it feel like?’ he asked. ‘I only ask because I’ve just hit immobility myself, I wanna know what the real big sizes are like.’

Cloudy thought for a moment, before removing the hose to say one simple word.

‘Heaven.’

It was true, it felt like heaven to her. Everything felt so soft, even with her weighing as much as several ships put together her entire body felt so soft, so plush. She really wished there wasn’t such a thing as an ‘apex’ size. She could hardly conceive of just how wonderful being even bigger would be.

‘I thought so.’ Scutter replied. ‘Oh, you’ve got another call. I’ll say goodbye. Hey maybe you might feel me bump against you in space some day.’ Scutter said before vanishing. His face was replaced by Heavy Haul. Cloudy retracted her hose again.

‘Hey Heavy, what’sh up?’ she asked.

‘Cloudy, sho nice to shee you. You’re looking big.’ the complement was happily received. Cloudy smiled.

‘Thank you, so are you.’ she replied.

‘Freezy hash been telling me about your little problemsh. I think I can helpsh.’ Heavy said.

‘Oh? I am intereshted.’ Cloudy replied.

‘It’sh no secret I have a largsh bank accountsh.’ Heavy started to say. ‘I’ve been thinking, you gained an impresshive amount in shuch a short time. I want to make you an offersh.’ Heavy said. ‘How would you feel about beingsh my protégé? There’d be perksh it itsh, and I can paysh off your debt.’ Heavy slurred.

Cloudy was going to accept, she was curious though. ‘I meansh yes, but why your protégé?’ she asked.

‘We’re an inshpiration Cloudy, you can’t deny that. The poniesh of the shtation look up to ush. I won’t alwaysh be here. Plush I know things you’re not familiarsh with...I can make you even bigger.’ Heavy offered. The final sentence was too tempting.

‘Beyond my apexsh shize?’ Cloudy asked.

‘Eashily.’ Heavy replied.

That sealed it for Cloudy, she had no reason to say no. ‘I’d lovesh to be yoursh protégé, Heavy.’ she said, reattaching the hose to once again gain back lost pounds.

‘Exchellent. In which case I’ll be in toucsh shoon. I think you’llsh be quite intrigued…’ Heavy said, vanishing from the screen. The communication panel retracted once more, leaving Cloudy to feed.

Beyond her apex size? That certainly was intriguing. She had no idea how Heavy planned to do this, as she herself had hit the same apex and seemingly hadn’t managed to break beyond it. It really would be interesting to find out how she was going to achieve this. Cloudy could only wait and see. How big would they get? Space station sized? Larger? Her mind brought forth an amusing though. Perhaps one day, her blubber would make it all the way to the galaxy’s edge.