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.

Quickly she could already feel the pounds piling onto her already huge frame. There was something off though. She had been so eager to eat before and now she was feeling like it was a chore. She was about to ask Freezy to turn down the flow but the mare had vanished. In her mind however, her doubts vanished. Suddenly her brain was filled with teasing, encouraging words that brought her right back around to wanting to consume.

Eat...eat...eat! Don’t you want to be huge? Soft? Warm? A pony they all admire due to her sheer size and heft? Eat! Feel your folds...wonderful isn’t it? All that sexy blubber spilling out, hundreds of eyes unable to tear themselves away from staring at you! The bigger you are, the more they’ll love you and the more you’ll love yourself. Gorge! Eat! More…

She couldn’t put a hoof on why her attitude suddenly changed, it was like something went click! in her mind. She noticed Freezy had returned but was now attending to other patrons, at least the ones who weren’t watching Cloudy put away all this food. Most of them were still eating themselves, going between their own meals and watching her gain. It would be bizarre to think that Freezy’s vanishing had something to do with her state of mind. However little did the mare know, she was right on the money.

‘Excuse me, I have to take a call.’ Freezy said to one of her patrons, she had a notification somepony was trying to get in contact with her via the communication lines. She retreated to a small alcove behind the bar which held a quiet spot where she couldn’t be overheard. Activating the communication device, once more she was met by the buried, blorpy face of Heavy Haul.

‘That wash late.’ Heavy started to say. ‘Shee might shuspect shomething.’

‘Cloudy isn’t one to keep quiet about things Heavy, if she had realized I had disappeared to engage the crystal she would have asked.’ Freezy replied.

‘Shee might jusht bee too engrossed in schtuffing her facsh right now.’ Heavy reasoned.

‘We’ll see, she seems perfectly content now.’ Freezy said, leaning her head around the corner to see the expanding Cloudy just laying on her belly bed, making no movements to gain as much as quickly as possible.

‘If you shay sho.’ Heavy replied. ‘Her replashment ship should be docking in an hour or sho. Put me in touch with her AI.’ Heavy said. There was a small blip as Freezy disconnected her call and a Please Hold image appeared. Heavy Haul was greeted with the image of Missy.

‘Well this is a surprise.’ Missy said with curiosity. ‘I knew you were here but I wasn’t expecting a call.’

‘The plansh are in plasce, did you cancshell at repair and refuel ordersh on her ship? It would be shuch a washte.’ Heavy said, her breathing becoming slightly laboured from all the talking along with the slurred words.

‘Yes as ordered, I let her get inside and away from The Rift Cutter before it was all cancelled.’ Missy responded.

‘Good good, you’ve been mosht usehful Misshy.’ Heavy said. ‘I asshume none of them shushpect.’

‘Cloudy doesn’t have a clue. She’s just totally into it, completely ignored my protests. Only ate half the snack cake delivery which was surprising, maybe she still has some restraint left in her. Freezy? Apart from you saying to her you were looking for a protégé and the use of the crystal she probably assumes that’s all you want. Station logs or anything from watching her on the security feed don’t show anything additional.’ Missy explained.

‘Mmm, well keep monitoring the shcecurity feedsh and such.’ Heavy finished with. ‘I musht get back to my meal. You’ll be notified when the ship docksh for her.’

Missy vanished. It was coming together. Heavy Haul almost scoffed though, a protégé? Hah. She had much grander plans for Cloudy than that. With it in place, she’d only need a few more ponies like her and Heavy could keep gaining indefinitely. What fortune it was that she had Missy developed, only for ponies like Cloudy to ‘stumble’ across her. It was the perfect bait.

Meanwhile, back in the station. Cloudy was still gaining. She was now taking up most of the bar space, with other patrons having to move elsewhere in the vast space to continue eating. In fact the mare was so massive, she could feel her ass starting to press up against tables that must have been a good fifteen feet behind her far away from the bar. Rather quickly she felt her massive buns press into it, and then the table legs snap under the impossible weight of her rear. It sent a slightly jiggle throughout her that would have made her moan in enjoyment if her mouth had not been totally taken up by the feeding hose. The mare secretly hoped there was a few more tables behind her, just waiting to be crushed by her ever increasing size.

She was spreading sideways too, and upwards. Her whole body was just expanding in every area it could possibly find space. Her head now was a good few feet above the level of the bar but the hose was nicely stretching upwards to meet her height. It seemed even her belly wanted in on the expanding action by raising her up. There was something else too, her head. It was starting to really sink in now. She could feel fat creeping up around her ears and starting to form that tunnel-like shape that Heavy Haul was in. The mare was really turning into a blob, hooves and head vanishing from sight and being overtaken by endless blubber. Perhaps she should stop? But her thoughts kept telling her to carry on.

Wonderful...amazing, so large you can’t even move. Let it overtake you! Let the rolls consume you. A gigantic soft body to protect and warm you. All those exceptional feeling pounds getting better and better the more you gain! You can get bigger than Heavy, bigger than any other pony!

The voices just encouraged her. Cloudy wasn’t exactly in a position to argue. The part of her mind that was in control was telling her it wasn’t right, that some seemingly external voice was pushing her to gain and gain like she was. It was odd, a voice clearly in her head but not of her own thoughts. But the voice teased, it taunted. It told her that all of this was good. And you know what? It wasn’t lying. It did feel good. Cloudy had never felt such a sense of satisfaction about her body in living memory. And it just carried on, telling her that the bigger she became, the better it would feel. The mare had no reason to doubt it.

She had little she could do except just enjoy the sensation of packing on those pounds. She had no idea what she weighed now, only that it must easily be in the five figure range and she had more than doubled in size. Movement now a distant memory all she could concentrate on where her thoughts. She didn’t care about the ship anymore, or what was going to happen to her after she was done with all this eating. Clearly Freezy didn’t much either or she would have switched off the supply by now. She could feel her flab pressing into more and more things. Tables, chairs and even up against other eateries she was growing at such a rate. She only wanted more, more...more…

‘I think she’sh ready.’ Heavy said over the communication line to Freezy. ‘I wash about that shize when you moved me out. Tether her to the shtation for now, her ship should arrivesh very shoon.’

On the other end of the call, Freezy just nodded. She had already gotten the other patrons to vacate back to their ships and other parts of the station and locked down all the other eateries. The heavy doors were closed and Freezy had gone to another part of the station where the control mechanism for the atmo-vent for the main eating area was. She sneezed as she dusted off the control panel, it hadn’t been used since Heavy had needed moving out which was quite a while ago. But with a press of a button she watched the system flicker into life. There was an old style monitor that slowly came on and displayed a number of check instructions to carry out the procedure.

WAY STATION 687 EMERGENCY ATMO-VENT SYSTEM.
ONLY TO BE USED WITH STATION OFFICERS AUTHORISATION AND PASS.
BEFORE INITIATING PLEASE ENSURE:

• NO STATION PERSONNEL ARE PRESENT IN THE OBSERVATION HALL.
• THE OBSERVATION HALL IS LOCKED DOWN.
• BLAST DOORS ARE SEALED.
• ATMOSPHERE IS NORMAL.
• THERE ARE NO LOOSE ARTICLES IN THE OBSERVATION HALL.

FAILURE TO OBSERVE THESE MAY RESULT IN CRITICAL STRUCTURAL FAILURE.

Freezy pulled a small key card out from a saddle bag she had brought with her. Technically she was the station officer and when she had used it before, the system had accepted the key card with no issue. She pushed it into a small slot on the panel in front of her. It wasn’t something she needed to update but it was that the main eating area was once the large observation deck for guests to stop at and look out at the stars. That was indeed quite a while ago, now all they looked at was their plates, bowls or hoses. In any case she did a quick double check of the list. The only thing left in there was Cloudy and her hose. That was the final thing to do.

Back in the hall, Cloudy felt the hose start to pull against her lips. The straps holding it in place seemingly retracted automatically, curious as Freezy had had to place these on before. She watched as it vanished up her fat tunnel that now encased her head, leaving in place a small amount of light that looked like a pinprick of a hole at the top. She could just about make out the bar at the end, which now looked quite a distance away.

‘Freezszy?’ she called out, and noticed the slur. ‘Freezszy...Freezy?’ she tried again, managing to correct herself the second time. It was difficult to say much now that her blubber had encapsulated itself around her mouth so much. She would have to try talking a little more to sort that. The problem was even talking was making her tired, Cloudy decided not to waste anymore breath until she got a reply, but none seemed forthcoming. In fact it was eerily quiet. She wasn’t sure if that was because she was now so large, her massive body blocked out any sound or if there was more to it. She waited, hoping something would come to answer her.

Back in the control room, Freezy was now looking at the next screen after having slotted her card into place.

CONFIRMATION. STATION OFFICER CARD INSERTED.
DO YOU WISH TO START THE ATMO-VENT PROCESS?
YES.
NO.

Freezy selected yes. What working alarms were left throughout the station began to sound. To Cloudy, she could hear them but it sounded faint and far off. All that blubber really did block out sound.

Freezy observed the screen once more. It had changed again.

ATMO-VENT IN PROGRESS.
APPROXIMATE TIME TO COMPLETE: TEN MINUTES.
YOU WILL BE NOTIFIED WHEN IT IS SAFE TO REENTER THE OBSERVATION HALL.

All Freezy could do now was sit and wait. The automated station systems would take care of the rest, she had already programmed everything in to grab Cloudy. The mare was in for a rough ride.

In the eating hall, Cloudy started to feel a very odd sensation indeed. There was a low rumble and the alarms she could hear shut off. There was silence for a second but then she felt it. The floor beneath her started to move. The mare panicked, unable to move or even see what was going on all she could do was sit and just try to fathom out what was going on around her. The first thing she noticed was her blubber starting to rapidly feel as if it was getting sucked down, which was exactly what was happening.

Unbeknownst to most station visitors, the old observation hall, now eating hall, had an emergency ventilation system to help with station fires or any other sort of situation that might have warranted venting something into space. Whilst the floor opened up quite rapidly, the sudden pressure change and coupled with the fact that Cloudy was now being exposed to space meant that her flab was essentially being sucked outwards. The only thing preventing her from being totally sucked out instantly was her sheer size, as the vent doors opened they were instantly blocked with her flab. The thing was, the mare wasn’t as big as the massive, still opening floor doors and eventually with a soundless schloop she felt her whole body shift and suddenly move downwards. There was a biting cold for a moment and her heart rate shot up. She knew the dangers of being exposed to space with no pressure suit which is where she assumed she was now. However in the few seconds of exposure she felt something on her vast rump grab her flesh and then a material started to cover her body at a rapid pace. Within a few seconds, she was enveloped in it and the cold vanished and her ability to breath returned. Her panicked breaths returned to normal. There was complete silence once more.

‘Ish she tethered?’ Heavy asked over the communication line to Freezy.

‘Yes, safely tethered and suited. Went as smoothly as it did with you.’ she replied to Heavy.

‘Good, I shuspect she is a bit confushed. Put her through to me. She’s owned an explanashion.’ Heavy said. Freezy once more just nodded, ending the call.

All Cloudy could see was darkness. There was a faint light, she assumed from the station. The mare wasn’t moving though. In fact she could faintly feel a number of almost pin-like things sticking into her at points in her body but none of it hurt. There was a noise like a zipper retracting and the light at the end of her fat tunnel vanished, only to be replaced by what looked like a square object approaching closer and closer. The mare squinted at it and until it came into range, her assumptions were indeed correct. The screen flickered to life to show her the even fatter visage of Heavy Haul.

‘Hello Cloudy, I’ve been watching you.’ the mare said with what Cloudy assumed was a grin, it was hard to make out as the massive size of Heavy couldn’t do much bar slur her words. She even sounded fat.

‘What ish thish?’ Cloudy asked. She slurred her words once more, it was still difficult not to.

‘Ah yesh, I feel I should explain.’ Heavy started to say. ‘Ever since your shtop a short time ago, you’ve had my attention. Your capachity to gain rivalsh only me. In fact you’ve gotten to about half my shize in just one session. Most impressive indeed.’ Heavy said, she let Cloudy absorb the information she had just freely given her.

‘Half you shize!?’ came the retort. ‘How big am I!?’ Cloudy said, now slightly panicked.

‘I’d guesh around half a million tonnesh, maybe more. The point is Cloudy, you have the body to keep going.’ Heavy said. ‘Your in spash, as you’ve rightly asshumed. Your body ish now covered in the shame fabric that protectsh me. It allows you to survive spash and breath. It’s stretch is infinite. You can get as big ash you want wearing it and it will never rip. All it will do is continually tighten around your blubber ash you grow.’ Heavy carried on. She paused for a moment to catch her breath. ‘There ish an entryway for thingsh like thish and hoses to feed you. Currently you are tethered to the outshide of the shtation. A mobile platform like mine will be along shortly to mount you on.’

This was a lot to take in, Cloudy was wondering why Heavy Haul was doing all this. Clearly she was interested in her ‘gaining capacity.’ as she put it, but there must be more to it. There was no way a pony like Heavy was doing all this purely for Cloudy’s benefit, she had to know.

‘But why. You can’t be doing thish for me.’ Cloudy said.

‘No I’m not, I’m doing it for me.’ Heavy revealed. ‘I have a problem Cloudy. A problem that can only be sholved by ushing ponies like you I am afraid. I am gigantic, gargantuan. Shize is something I crave, yet I am disshatisfied.’ Heavy said with a small sigh. ‘I have reached my fat apex. I want more, but I do not sheem to be gaining more. In the pasht month I have not gained a shingle pound. As soon as I feel an extra bit of flab, some other part vanishes from my body.’ Heavy explained. ‘Whilsht my shize should be impossible, I also reason that not being able to further gain should be. Yet here I am, the size of a large space freighter and shtill going.’

Cloudy mused on her words. They were...curious to say the least. She still didn’t totally understand. ‘Sho how does thish involve me?’ she asked.

‘My problem ish I have to move to a bigger fachility. Galaxy’s Edge has brought me to where I am, but it cannot take me further. Freezy believesh I want you ash my protégé, which is why she agreed to help.’ Heavy said.

Cloudy was fuming, her expression changed to that of annoyance. ‘She was in on this!? I knew there was a reashon for not turning off that hose…’ Cloudy said, now more dejected what she thought was a friend could have done this to her.

‘There ish more, your AI Missy was also. I am afraid that ish my doing. She wash a plant. My connectionsh due to my wealth grants me certain...advantagesh.’ Heavy said. ‘I’ve had my eye on you long before you wandered into Galaxy’s Edge, the pony who pointed you here and your AI was all orcheshtrated by me.’

‘You bitch!’ Cloudy exploded, her exsessive fat wobbling in anger. ‘YOU did thish? They were just PAWNS?’ she yelled, not caring that the yells winded her quite a bit, she breathed, trying to calm down.

‘Yesh, and I’d do it again. You’ve surpasshed my expectations. I do not expect you as my protégé, no Cloudy. I want you ash my...feeding tanker.’ Heavy said.

‘What in Equestria do you mean, feeding tanker?’ Cloudy rumbled.

‘Like I shaid Cloudy, Galaxy’s Edge is no longer shufficient for my feeding needs. A new fashcility is being built, for the purpose of feeding me. I no longer will need to travel between shtations to get my fill. But it ish a long journey, a number of syshtems away. I cannot make it without...added shustenence.’ Heavy explained. ‘Galaxy’s Edge will fill you to your fat apex like me, and you will shupply me for the journey. I know it is a big ashk conshidering what I’ve done to you, but you don’t really have a choice. Plus there will be a reward for your effortsh.’ Heavy said.

‘...What reward?’ Cloudy asked.

‘The new shtation will have a place for your Cloudy. I want you to keep growing, you and I shall grow to galactic propotionsh shide by shide. Onshce we have made the tripsh, you’ll get the biggest meal as your reward.’ Heavy said.

Cloudy wasn’t sure whether what she was saying was true. The problem was it wasn’t as if she had a choice. The mare was completely immobile and at the mercy of Heavy and whatever else there was that wanted to do things to her. To find out though, she decided to ask the question anyway.

‘And if I refushe?’ Cloudy asked.

‘Do you want to try life without that spash suit? You’ll be dead in sheconds.’ Heavy said. ‘I can jusht as easily have it taken away as it wash put on you.’ there was a threatening tone in her voice, Cloudy decided she’d rather agree to the terms, even if it wasn’t optional.

‘Fine, I’ll be your feeding tanker. How big am I going to get? And why not jusht use actual tanksh?’ was her final query.

‘I’m hoping larger than me, we’ll have to find out your fat apex. Your capashity for food though is rather shpectacular, so it shouldn’t be a problem with a few additional hoshes. And shimple, the cost of conshtructing a tank that shize would be ashtronimical, even for me and my wealth. A pony who can hold everything ish well...free.’ Heavy said. ‘Now I really do need to keep eating, I can feel the poundsh dropping off me the more I shpeak to you Cloudy. Just enjoy the gains.’ and with that, the screen flicked off and began to retract up Cloudy’s fat hole until it was gone.

The mare was trying to process all the information. She could see Freezy being in on all this, what with Heavy being their biggest and most frequent customer. The problem was Missy. Not in a thousand years when she picked her up had she ever suspected the AI of being a plant. She always seemed so indifferent to everything, even her eating at the station. The thing was, thinking back, it had been her who suggested asking about somewhere to eat and she had even pointed out the pony to her to ask. Had it been then? She just couldn’t believe it. The thing was, the more she thought about it the more and more it seemed plausible. From what Heavy had explained, Cloudy had no reason to suspect she would lie about her intentions.

Lost in thought, Cloudy hadn’t been particularly paying attention to the little she could see in front of her. She could feel against the cave-like walls of her sunken head something was making its way down. Getting closer and closer to her head, Cloudy made out when it was close four O shaped nozzles all tied together in a circular fashion. It creeped towards her mouth, easily three of perhaps even four times as big as the original hose from inside the station. Somehow, with a bit of struggle, the mare distended her jaw enough to fit them all in. Mere seconds later, if her mouth wasn’t crammed full of the hoses, she would have yelped. She felt a second set brush between her ass cheeks and firmly plant themselves in her massive flanks. The two hoses vibrated slightly and Cloudy felt the sudden onslaught of that milkshake-like flow push down her maw and up her ass as the mixture once more started to fill her. The thing was, the flow was much higher and faster than what had been supplied at the bar. Whilst her throat had a gag reflex that tried and failed to keep the mixture out, her ass wasn’t capable of doing so. There was nothing to hold back the tide of fattening mixture and within seconds, she felt her body start to expand once more at a rapid pace.

Blooooooorrrrrrppppp!
Glooooooooooorrrrrrrrrpppppp!

No sound in space, but internally she could hear fat expanding and sloshing as she gained thousands of pounds per second. She could scarcely believe she was so large and only getting larger, the reduced to nothing but a fat container to be used at Heavy Haul’s whim once they started the journey to this fabled space station.

Back on Galaxy’s Edge, Freezy observed Cloudy. The hoses had all attached no problem and there was plenty in the huge station tanks to bloat her to the sizes Heavy wanted. The final thing was to make sure the ‘ship’ for Cloudy docked safely with her mass whilst she was being fed. It had just appeared on the scanner scope and was slowly manoeuvring underneath the mare to latch onto her from below.

For Cloudy, she felt her stomach flatten, giving a protesting slooooooooosshhhhh! as her belly bed squished into place against the large, flattened metal surface of the ship. Then there was a feeling of restriction. Cloudy couldn’t move, but she assumed it was some kind of strapping system to keep her attached to it and she was right. Straps made from the same material as her suit now arced across her growing form, keeping her firmly attached to the gigantic ship.

On Galaxy’s Edge, Freezy sighed. The complicated part was over. She glanced over at the atmo-vent system, noting the screen had changed.

ATMO-VENT COMPLETED.
LARGE OBJECT REMOVED.
IT IS NOW SAFE TO REENTER THE OBSERVATION HALL.

She unlocked the large blast doors and set the computer to open up all the eateries again. Thankfully she could keep her customers out for ten minutes. She wondered what they’d make of seeing two large blobs now docked outside the station. She’d just play it cool. Explain Cloudy really wanted to go the extra mile gaining. She kind of hoped she’d still be here next time Scutter stopped by to taunt him a little about her getting much bigger than him much faster. Before she left though, she noted that Heavy Haul was waiting on a call.

‘Yes?’ she asked.

‘She is being fed and is attached to the ship?’ Heavy asked.

‘Yes Heavy, as per your request. She’s being pumped full as we speak and the ship docked with her not five minutes ago.’ Freezy said.

‘Good. Now re-attach my hoshse Freezy, I’ll contact you when we’re ready to depart.’

‘Ofcourse, speak later Heavy.’ Freezy said, ending the call. She pressed a small button with her hoof on the console before leaving to go back to her bar. She wondered about the crystal once more...best to keep it engaged for now while the two were feeding. It would help Cloudy attain the required size.

Outside, Heavy was pleased. As she guzzled down the milkshake mixture to maintain her size her scheming mind whirled. It would be good to get another pony to feed her on the journey, she was hoping that one of her other plants would come off as well as it had done with Cloudy, but that was now looking to be optional. She really was quite surprised with just how quickly Cloudy had gained all that weight. Whereas she had taken several years to even approach the size she was now, Cloudy had gained it in a matter of just a few visits. She’d wait and see just where her fat apex was and make a decision then. Galaxy’s Edge could keep the two of them supplied for as long as needed, she’d make Freezy feel her wrath if they didn’t.

Meanwhile, Cloudy was lost in a sea of expanding fat and endless blubber related noises local only to herself. Sloshes, blorps and glorps filled her ears. She’d belch if she could, but the hoses prevented that happening, just as well - she didn’t fancy being trapped in her fat cave with that. The mares face was completely red, stuffed to the brim with bulged cheeks that encased the hoses as well as countless neck rolls nearly completely blocking her vision. Her size was utterly indescribable. But she thought back to those voices. Every pound she gained felt so good, she never wanted it to end. Cloudy didn’t know what her fat apex was, but she hoped she didn’t find out soon. There was a whole galaxy’s worth of food out there, perhaps one day, her blubber would even make it to the edge.