‘Pretty tasty huh? Oh I’m so glad we finally made some time to come here, just the two of us!’ Pinkie Pie exclaimed, she was rather happy. She had finally managed to drag Fluttershy to a new ice cream place in town. If it was a nature reserve, she was sure her friend would have been all over it in a heartbeat, but places to eat were a little harder to convince her to go to. It was only when they had offered a new, novelty shaped popsicle that looked like different animals she had finally somewhat reluctantly agreed.
‘This is pretty good Pinkie.’ Fluttershy replied, sucking on the popsicle. ‘Although I must say I’ve never actually eaten a squirrel before. When you told me some of the proceeds go to a wildlife trust though I thought why not.’
Pinkie frowned. ‘It wasn’t enough to come here just to be with a friend?’ she asked, her lips turning upward into a small quivering wobble as if she were about to cry. She was only teasing, so she stopped before Fluttershy began to dig herself into a hole of apologies. ‘Relax silly, I’m only messing with you! I know you’re busy. You do so much out of hours for all those critters!’ Pinkie said. She herself had a bowl of mixed flavoured scoops and was working her way through it at her usual, lighting pace when it came to sweet treats.
Fluttershy relaxed and decided to glance at the menu. ‘This looks good.’ she said, pointing to a rather large sundae that was quite tempting, turning it around to Pinkie so she could get her opinion.
‘Oh that’s one of my favourites, you should totally order one!’ Pinkie replied. ‘Not bothered the proceeds don’t go to any of your little friends?’
Fluttershy smiled. ‘Sometimes, I do like to do things for myself. I’m not completely selfless you know.’ she said, getting up to vanish briefly to the counter to put her order in. When she came back, she could see Pinkie was just about finishing her bowl, which she pushed to the side, giving the two a chance to talk a little more.
‘Like what?’ Pinkie asked as soon as Fluttershy sat back down.
‘Oh um, nothing really.’ Fluttershy stuttered. She quickly realised with Pinkie’s inquisitive mind it might lead her to say something she’d regret. Best if she distracted her off the subject. ‘Do you want to order something else while I eat my sundae?’ Fluttershy asked.
‘Good point! Seeing as we’re going for another round….ohhhhhh, toffee…’ Pinkie said, already lost in a sea of the sweet treats that were on offer on the menu. Whilst she was gone ordering hers, Fluttershy’s arrived. By the time Pinkie returned, the gigantic sundae was already half consumed which was rather impressive. Especially without Fluttershy incurring any brain freeze, the bane of all ice cream lovers. She watched as Fluttershy ate scoop after scoop at quite a rapid pace, the entire dessert vanishing before Pinkie’s eyes before hers was even brought over. It seemed amusing to her that Fluttershy had tried to distract her from the question, but she didn’t need to ask. She knew the answer.
‘It’s food isn’t it.’ Pinkie simply said as Fluttershy wolfed down the last scoop of ice cream in the bowl, a little gasp of embarrassment leaving her lips as the words reached her ears. Her face went bright red as a server plonked Pinkie’s order down in front of her, with Pinkie just taking a smug scoop with a spoon and licking her lips in triumph having worked out what she was so afraid to reveal.
‘W-Well, it’s a little more than just food.’ Fluttershy replied. She casually glanced down at her stomach, which was somewhat chubbier than the rest of the girl’s. She figured she may as well ease into the complete reveal now Pinkie had an idea of what exactly it was she was so nervous about.
‘Oh?’ Pinkie asked, tilting her head slightly to get a better look at Fluttershy’s gut from the table top. ‘More than just food huh. It wouldn’t have anything to do with those extra pounds you’re sporting these days?’ Pinkie asked.
‘M-Maybe...um, hmmm. How do I say this…’ Fluttershy began to say, she was trying to think how to convey to her friend her deepest, darkest secrets and fetish without being completely open in a public space. It was rather difficult, at least until Pinkie just blurted it out for her, lacking any tact.
‘You like being fat huh?’ Pinkie said.
‘M-Meep!’ Fluttershy almost squealed, turning her head to make sure no one nearby had heard what Pinkie said, thankfully most of the diners were too preoccupied with their own meals and conversations to have taken any note. Fluttershy breathed a sigh of relief and leaned in closer towards Pinkie so she could whisper her reply.
‘Yes...I like being fat.’ she replied in a low, whispering voice. ‘It’s a real turn on for me. There’s something about all these extra pounds that really gets me going, so to speak.’ Fluttershy nervously said. Pinkie could see the conversation was making her rather uncomfortable. But the more she spoke the more it seemed to ease, by the end of her sentence the little quivers and stutters that punctuated her speech were somewhat gone.
‘How fat?’ Pinkie asked. ‘Is this enough for you or do you want more?’
‘Uh...really fat, this is just a start…’ Fluttershy said, giving her belly a little prod to show that she did want to get bigger. ‘I’ve just been so nervous about telling anyone. It’s not exactly something you share with your friends.’ she said. ‘Who reveals that they want to be a big immobile blob?’
‘Hey no judgements here, you think I care how big you are when I’m such a glutton for sweets?’ Pinkie said, taking another bite of her ice cream. ‘I mean I’m a little into the whole weight gain thing myself, just never went for it personally.’ she said, deciding to let Fluttershy know that was why she was okay with it.
‘R-Really? I had no idea...although I suppose it does make sense.’ Fluttershy said, thinking to herself after she finished speaking.
‘Yeah! I just like to be active so I can’t exactly bloat up myself. Although…’ Pinkie started to say, the gears in her mind turning to formulate a plan. ‘If I can’t, maybe I can help you. I’ve got good access to lots of tasty treats from work! Plus I know what the most fattening foods are! What if I was your feeder? I can make you huge Fluttershy, gigantic, the biggest person on the planet!’ Pinkie exclaimed. She stopped, noticing a few patrons had stopped eating to stare at her. ‘Eh-heh...we’re just rehearsing a play.’ she said, sitting back down and saying ‘Sorry.’ waiting to hear what Fluttershy had to say.
‘You’d um...you’d do that for me?’ Fluttershy asked. She was a little taken aback. She did want it, I mean gosh did she want it. But she didn’t want to come over as desperate or needy. She kept her composure and asked the question.
‘Of course silly! I wouldn’t have offered otherwise!’ Pinkie said. ‘Ohhhh I’ve already got some idea what to feed you. And I’ll be here for moral support. I’d love a tubby Shy.’ she giggled, giving Fluttershy’s belly a little prod under the table. ‘It could certainly use quite a lot extra there. You’re hardly even overweight at the moment.’ Pinkie said with a slight coo in her voice. Fluttershy blushed.
‘M-Maybe not here?’ she replied.
‘No, not here. You head home. I’m going to think about how we can do this.’ Pinkie said, getting up and putting her jacket on. ‘See you soon Blubbershy.’ she said with a wink, leaving a somewhat still surprised Fluttershy sitting at the booth in the ice cream parlour.
-
It was after hours at the Sweet Shoppe. Pinkie had been tasked with closing for the night, she was just putting the outside shutters down when she saw Fluttershy walking her way up the street towards her. Right on time, just as she had instructed her on the phone.
‘Am I too early?’ Fluttershy asked, a little nervous.
‘Hah, no! You’re here exactly on time! Come inside. I’ve got quite a few treats waiting.’ Pinkie said with a smile, she grabbed Fluttershy by the arm and started to pull her in. It was not like Fluttershy could protest, she was bigger but Pinkie just had a firmer grip on her that she couldn’t fight against. Once inside, she could see that Pinkie had been preparing rather heavily.
There was a huge amount of food piled up not only on the counter, but on all the tables around the bakery. Everything from muffins, scones, cakes, cookies and more. Fluttershy’s eyes went wide observing it all, her mouth watering a little at the sight of so much calorie filled goodness. She could only think to ask one thing. ‘How did you manage to bake all this?’
‘Oh easy, I’m a speedy baker.’ Pinkie said, keeping it to herself how she had really gotten so much food together. ‘Now then, I figure we’d start with some cookies…’ she said, trailing off as she grabbed a few. Before Fluttershy could say anything, Pinkie was pushing one into her mouth at a gentle, but rapid pace to ensure it was quickly chewed down and the pudgy Fluttershy was ready for another. Within but a few minutes, they vanished and she was free to enjoy more treats.
‘Do you mind if I get a little closer, it’s easier to feed you this way.’ Pinkie cooed, pressing her body against Fluttershy’s growing belly. ‘Nice and soft, you could be softer.’ she giggled, pressing a piece of pie in Fluttershy’s mouth that she eagerly chewed on. There was little Fluttershy said between her mouthfuls, she was somewhat concentrating on eating and the feeling of getting larger. Already she could feel her shirt pressing into her breasts and stomach as they began to round out, her body putting pounds of added weight on as she grew larger. Whatever it was that Pinkie had baked into these desserts, they were certainly having quite the effect on her body. She had only eaten a plate of cookies and some slices of pie but she already felt twice as huge. The funny thing was, she didn’t feel like she was anywhere near full. Did Pinkie have some sort of magical ingredient that just meant she could eat and eat as much as she pleased? She suspected something was up, but didn’t want to say.
She could feel Pinkie was somewhat getting into the moment of playing the feeder, but restraining herself. Whilst she was nice and close, she was concentrating on making sure Fluttershy got her fill. Perhaps she didn’t want to go overboard for a first session? In any case, it was rather nice. She was a close friend. Maybe there could be more to it down the line but for now, this was nice.
As the evening went on, the food was consumed. By the time it was over, Fluttershy was hardly able to move. Stuffed so full that her clothes were almost popping right off her. She had lost a few buttons from her pants in the process. That had felt amazingly satisfying. As she huffed, full of food, Pinkie had suggested they make it a regular weekly get together to make sure Fluttershy gained at a good pace. Pinkie had some other ideas for what to feed her too, something she kept to herself.
A few more weeks passed and it became almost like a routine. Fluttershy would show up just after hours and Pinkie would take her inside to feed her. As time went on, she felt that Pinkie was getting more and more at ease with her role, as was Fluttershy. They were starting to somewhat push the boundaries of what you might call ‘friendship’ beyond what friends would really do. Well, for a start no friend would really feed another like this, but it was certainly becoming more intimate. A few weeks in, as Fluttershy was getting bigger and bigger her body was changing. More and more folds were appearing in her stomach. Clothes were somewhat becoming a bit of a nuisance the bigger she got so she was wearing skimpier and skimpier things, more concerned about making sure she was comfy rather than going to the store each time she needed a size up from where was every week. Plus it looked a little odd having to buy new clothes so much.
About a month in, for the first time between mouthfuls of food she felt Pinkie slide her hand between one of her folds. She would have let forth a little yelp but apart from her mouth being full of cake which meant she was unable to, it didn’t feel off...it felt right. ‘Too much?’ Pinkie asked.
Fluttershy just shook her head, her rolls jostling around a little as she did so. ‘Mind if I have a little explore?’ Pinkie asked once more, like before Fluttershy just shook her head. She felt Pinkie’s hands go deeper, moving between her folds with a lusty searching for the thickest blubber that she had. When she found it, she felt her grip on it softly, giving it a jostle and play with that made the gigantic Fluttershy wince a little and blush. She was enjoying it. To be fed and attended to like this? It was rather lovely.
Pinkie senses her enjoyment and for a moment, stopped feeding her to totally pay attention to her body with little teasy words. ‘You’re turning into a real porker you know, Blubbershy. A few more weeks of this and I bet you won’t even be able to move.’ she cooed, driving her point home by making her fat wobble. Pinkie felt like she was falling in love, with Fluttershy and her size. She wanted more, to make her even bigger than she was now. The girl could hardly move under her own power, maybe she could keep her here. Immobile, her big fat blobby plaything. She had said when they first talked about it that she wanted to be a blob. Pinkie could certainly get her there with a few more sessions she reckoned. Fluttershy’s body had certainly gained incredibly well since they began.
Her belly folds and sheer size of it were driving her wild, which meant Fluttershy must have been feeling it herself on another level. Her stomach pushed out in front of her impressively and wobbled with every little motion Fluttershy made. It served as a rather comfy bed for two incredibly large, soft breasts that sat atop it like two small mountains. Pinkie didn’t know her breasts would enlarge too, it was a rather lovely side effect of the mountains of lard she had put on. The two things were hardly contained in an extremely stretched bra that she wondered why Fluttershy even bothered with.
Mounds of fat had made their way back into her ass too, which bulged out of her pants like they were trying to escape a cloth prison. The pants weren’t fairing too well anyway, hardly a thing left of them. In fact, mostly Fluttershy’s lingerie was the only sort of ‘clothing’ she appeared to be wearing unless you looked closely. There was, Pinkie assumed, little left that actually fitted her at this size.
A thought did occur to Pinkie, the Sweet Shoppe probably wasn’t the best place to keep a giant, bloated immobile blobby Fluttershy. In fact the owners were already somewhat suspicious. There had been some damage around the door last week as Fluttershy had squeezed her way in and Pinkie had just shrugged, saying she hadn’t seen it. She hated lying but she couldn’t bring herself to tell them what they had been up to. She suddenly remembered something Fluttershy had said in passing a few weeks ago.
‘Your parents are away for a while aren’t they?’ she asked, stopping to feed her a few mouthfuls so that Fluttershy could speak.
‘Oh yes, a few months.’ Fluttershy replied, keeping it short so that Pinkie could resume feeding her.
‘Hmmm, I think I am going to struggle to keep getting you in here if you keep getting bigger, which I fully intend for you to do.’ Pinkie cooed. ‘Perhaps I can bring the treats to you, you have a rather large bedroom don’t you?’ she suggested.
‘I do...do you think that would be best?’ Fluttershy asked.
‘The damage your wide frame caused on the door was a little noticeable last week...I got asked about it. Plus being immobile you’d be stuck here. Wouldn’t you be comfier at home?’ Pinkie asked.
‘T-That is a good point. Next week, come to my house.’ Fluttershy said.
‘Sounds perfect.’ Pinkie replied, giving her folds a little reassuring squeeze and rub. A more private setting would be just what they might need.
-
This time, there was a ring on Fluttershy’s doorbell after hours, Pinkie had brought a small cart packed with all the food they needed. There were a few moments that passed between the ring and the door opening, it seemed the massive Fluttershy had taken some effort to actually answer it.
‘Hopefully the last time you do that after tonight, then I can take care of you.’ Pinkie said with a grin on her face. She pulled the cart inside, making sure that it was close to Fluttershy’s bedroom. She had to give her quite a push through the door, the excessive fat Fluttershy now sported acting as an entry barrier to the room somewhat. Eventually however, she got in and sat on the bed, the wooden frame protesting deeply as her huge weight pressed down on it.
‘Now then, let’s begin.’ Pinkie said, wheeling the cart into the room and making sure it was nice and close so that food was in an easy to reach distance. ‘You mind if I get a little closer?’ she asked.
‘What do you? Oh...n-no, that’s fine.’ Fluttershy said, watching as Pinkie took up a spot right on top of her belly. She felt her squish in, watching as those grabby hands massaged her fat, played with it, got really deep and intimate with it. Fluttershy’s face was red, taking bites of food between the playful gropes, wobbles and smacks Pinkie was giving her belly.
‘Ohhhh, I love you…’ Pinkie said, pausing for a moment. ‘I mean this...this, y-yeah...hehe!’ she tried correcting herself, but it was too late. Fluttershy had an idea she might have for a little while. Her attention had gotten more and more...attentive as time had gone on. She may as well put her friend at ease.
‘And I love you...thank you so much for this. You’ve made my dreams come true, why wouldn’t I love you Pinkie?’ she asked, a few crumbs falling from her mouth as she spoke the words. She watched Pinkie relax. Now that the two had been honest, it made no sense to fight it anymore. With a little effort, Pinkie got close enough to give Fluttershy a kiss before she resumed eating, Pinkie returning her attention to her massive stomach.
‘You think I could sleep here tonight? It’s warm...soft…’ she cooed, giving a prod to the Fluttershy’s belly to show where her new bed would be.
‘Oh um...I have a bed.’ Fluttershy said, looking around. She was suddenly very aware she couldn’t see it beneath her.
‘I think you are the bed cutie.’ Pinkie replied with a light giggle.
‘Well, I don’t see why not.’ Fluttershy said, taking a few more mouthfuls of food. She heard the wooden frame that was buried beneath her snap. The bed giving up the ghost of trying to support her. Her entire body shifted about a foot downwards, her jelly-like flab rolling around which Pinkie gripped tight to steady herself.
‘S-Shame that was a one time thing.’ Pinkie said with a small smile, grabbing some more food to feed Fluttershy with. It was rather wonderful, she had the perfect bed and the perfect girlfriend to feed and fatten. She was sure Fluttershy was now immobile, having gotten even bigger since they started. The bedroom was starting to be filled with her fat, rolls starting to press up against the wall as her body looked and failed to find more space. Pinkie wondered if at some point she might be able to get her to burst out the room, hopefully before her parents returned. This would take some explaining, but then so would a destroyed bedroom.
‘You still want to be bigger?’ she asked her, seductively weaving another piece of pie into the immense Fluttershy’s mouth.
‘M-Much bigger...p-please.’ Fluttershy stuttered. Her wish was something Pinkie was more than happy to fulfil, she was gigantic and still wanted more. Lovely....
Fluttershy was so gigantic and blubber now that any clothes she had on had mostly vanished. Pathetic panties were wedged like two strings in her ass, hardly showing themselves amongst her meaty flesh. Her bra was still somewhat on her breasts, but no clasp would ever bring it together again, even if it was made of titanium. Eagerly, Pinkie gave her massive breasts a wobble, keen to push a little further with their relationship and really enjoy Fluttershy’s body. It was fair after all she had done for her, that Pinkie should get a reward for all her help.
‘Mmmmm, I could play with you for hours. You’re so...huge.’ Pinkie cooed.
‘T-Then play with me.’ Fluttershy said. ‘A-And feed me too.’ she asked.
Everything was at Pinkie’s disposal, Fluttershy’s belly, her mammoth breasts. She’d have to take a look at her rather bulky rear at some point, but for now she was satisfied having the biggest, blubbery belly bed in the world to toy with. She dove her hands deep into those immense folds, rubbing and jostling them as much as she dared without causing too much discomfort to her blorpy girlfriend.
‘Gosh I love you.’ Pinkie cooed.
‘I love you.’ Fluttershy cooed back. The two were totally into each other, Fluttershy getting off on all the attention she was getting from Pinkie, and Pinkie loving every second of being able to have all that fat to herself. They were in love. The feeder and the feedee. Pinkie felt herself and Fluttershy relax, the pair perhaps enjoying one another’s company a little too much. Besides, she had run out of food to feed her, she’d have to bring another batch soon.
‘How about I come back tomorrow with more rather than in a week, would you like that Blubbershy?’ she giggled.
‘I’d love that.’ Fluttershy replied. ‘I could get even huger...oh gosh.’
‘Mmmm, well you already fill the room. There’s plenty of space outside.’ Pinkie replied. She yawned, having spent a lot of effort making sure that Fluttershy was getting the attention she wanted and also spending quite a lot of energy to enjoy herself. It was a lot of work making sure one took in so much flab. She had hardly spent the time they were enjoying each other idle, perhaps now she could take advantage of that big, soft, flabby bed beneath her that she had been eying up all evening. Pinkie laid back, turning on her back and making sure her head was nearby to Fluttershy’s.
‘This okay for you, comfy?’ she asked.
‘I am if you are.’ Fluttershy replied, stretching her flabby arms forward so that her warmth surrounded Pinkie. The two relax. Eating was a lot of effort too, even if it was just on the jaw. Fluttershy could feel herself starting to drift off too. By the time she closed her eyes, Pinkie was already snoring. Fluttershy went to sleep happy and full, her mind contented on the thoughts of future sessions now that the two were as close as they were.
