In the centre of Canterlot, around the wide bay windows of Canterlot Carousel, a crowd was gathered. Inside, a small stage was assembled at the focal point of the onlookers, on which Sassy Saddles stood with a lofty smile.
“Everypony,” she called out, raising one hoof to draw attention, “Everycreature too, may I have your attention please? Thank you all for attending this very special défilé de mode.”
She paused for a light applause from the crowd before raising a hoof again to bring quiet, confirming complete control of their attention.
“Fashion isn’t just a show of colours - it’s part of everyday life. With the right clothes at the right time, fashion amplifies everything we do, and empowers us beyond compare. One thing it has amplified since ponies first donned cloth at all, is the rich mood of the bedroom.
“There’s a growing trend among us of a romantic and sexual expression so profound that it results in the most extreme union between two (or more) partners - to take your loved one into your very body, and let them reside there not merely for a the evening, but perhaps all night, or the next day, or even longer…”
The audience gazed up at her in rapt attention. They had all heard of this idea, of ponies eating their lovers, swallowing them whole. It was devient, perhaps scandalous, but at the same time alluring to the point of maddening curiosity.
“But what role can fashion play in such a transformation of the body when most clothes would surely be ruined in the process? What if we had a line of clothing from the bedroom to the ballroom that was designed not only to accommodate your wildest bedroom fantasies, but enhance them for participant and viewer alike? That is what our new line remedies, everypony. Please put your hooves together for Soirée avec Amour!”
The curtain behind Sassy rose up, revealing Fleur de Lis, standing in front of a chaise longue. She stood almost side-on, displaying the full length of her body to the crowd, clad in royal purple lingerie that matched her eyes and cutie mark. The lingerie was formed of two parts which covered much of her body - more so that most underwear would - from the base of her neck to her hind quarters. Lace edges made for a soft and complex transition from her white fur coat to the purple fabric, while the larger parts of the set bore sweeping gradient patterns.
“My thanks to Fleur for her masterful showcasing of our first ensemble, the Amuse-Bouche - isn’t she gorgeous, everypony? You’ll notice how much coverage this exquisite set of lingerie provides, quite the opposite of what one might expect, almost tight-fitting pyjamas. But note the fabric, a brand new and unique blend of silk and latex never before seen. This exclusive cloth provides the smooth touch of silk, while having the contact and stretch of latex. Rarity herself worked with artisan weavers and botanists to create it, and it’s quite unlike anything you’ve felt before.
“See how the lace and the sheen of the material doesn’t take random shapes like run-of-the-mill night clothes might - it creates direction! It draws the eye to the very shape and curves of the body. From the head your eyes are drawn down the neck where your journey might begin, to the chest, where you become part of a greater whole. See how the flow of the fabric sweeps along the barrel of the body to the midriff where your love will ultimately come to rest.”
As Sassy spoke, her hoof gestured along Fleur’s lithe body. It was hard to imagine a pony fitting inside her, yet the direction and shape of the lingerie highlighted exactly where the space would be, where countless ponies dreamed to be.
“But there’s more than miracle fabric and alluring design to these garments,” Sassy continued, moving to one side of the stage, “It’s time to bring out our next model, who will be Fleur’s partner today. She will be modelling an accessory line of undergarments we call the Garnish - please put your hooves together for Miss Coco Pommel!”
From stage-right, Coco Pommel appeared, nervous, but holding herself high. She was also wearing underwear, but of a much simpler design, more akin to a bikini really. It matched her cyan mane, standing out from her tan coat. She walked out to centre stage and performed several poses that best displayed her attire from every angle, before sitting down in front of Fleur.
“In our rigorous testing, we found that swallowing your partner whole is not always the easiest experience, and this lead us to make the Tapas undergarments. This enticing material is smoother than silicone, making the wearer slip into their partner’s confines with the ease of a silk nightgown. But best of all, this wondrous lingerie will quite literally melt in your mouth, removing all barriers between you and your partner as your session really gets underway - and for those who love a little extra fun, the fabric takes all manner of flavouring enhancements to make your partner even more appetising. A little zing, and then a melting sensation that transitions into your loved one’s natural taste. Coco here has the Garnish in her own colours and insignia, but your partner could also look delectable with your own colours and cutie mark adorning them!
“Now, let’s start the real show, shall we? Coco, are you ready?”
Coco squeaked, blushing profusely as Sassy’s speech continued. As she nodded a voice that was probably intending to be quieter sounded from somewhere in the audience. “Celestia I wish that were me.” The audience tittered and Sassy winked at them.
“Miss de Lys, you may begin…”
Fleur de Lys flashed a sultry smile and leaned in to give Coco a gentle kiss on the lips, before opening her mouth wide and bearing down on the smaller mare’s entire muzzle. Coco’s body tensed up and one hoof lifted slightly as if she were about to recoil, but then instead she stretched up to lean into Fleur’s mouth, her head slipping in with ease.
“As you can see,” commented Sassy Saddles, “Fleur is now bringing Coco into her embrace, and she can simply push down with her head while her forehooves are free to caress her partner’s body…”
Coco was in up to her shoulders, and Fleur took a step forward, moving into Coco’s personal space while holding her in place with one hoof. With her neck now filling up with Coco’s body, a visible bulge formed that travelled down to the top of her lingerie. The stage lights transitioned from bright wash lighting to a lower-angle, and the sheen of the material shifted to become distinctly visible.
“See how these beautiful curves now appear on her body? As Miss Pommel descends into her partner, her body is highlighted by the hugging fabric. You can clearly see the shapes she makes in Fleur’s figure, enhancing the curves in the most provocative manner. The lace patterns draw our eyes into these curves, while the fabric itself reflects the light in such a way as to stand out all the more. Now watch as a transformation takes place!”
Fleur gave a confident and smooth gulp, taking in Coco up to her waist. Her control was hypnotising, swallowing the not-insubstantial weight of an entire earth pony with the grace of a hors d'oeuvre at a garden party. As Coco passed through her chest and into the barrel of her body, the garments stretched wide, the smooth expanse of silky purple expanding to hug the bulge while the light caught the smooth lines from the shadows.
“Absolutely sublime, Fleur,” said Sassy, “You can practically make out the outline of Coco on her way to your middle, bound and taught. Our magnificent fabric does more than show off your prey, it helps the comfort of both parties. Fleur and Coco alike are supported and caressed by the tight fit, ensuring no sagging and no discomfort, just a warm and sensual hug.”
With her belly now visibly distenting with a purple-wrapped bulge, Fleur lifting up the dangling hip and legs of Coco and gave a playful gulp, snapping them down in one go and leaving only two ponies standing on the stage. Her belly wobbled as Coco’s visible form slid into her stomach. Looking down her significantly expanded flanks she blew a kiss at her midriff, before stepping back a little and laying full length on the chaise longue behind her. From this new angle, the audience could see the underside of her belly in all its glory.
“No wardrobe malfunctions here, everypony! The Amuse Bouche has stretched several times over, yet provides exactly the same level of comfort and support as before. Now watch carefully, as the lace edges around Miss de Lys’ midriff change before your very eyes!”
The crowd leaned forward slightly, straining their eyes, and to their disbelief, the lace stitching encompassing Fleur’s belly rearranged itself, forming a repeating motif of Coco’s hat and feathers cutie mark. As they collectively realised what was happening, gasps of amazement and admiration broke the lull.
Fleur casually ran one hoof over the swollen mound of her middle, the tip digging in just slightly to reveal the softness of it. Small bumps appeared from inside as Coco followed suit, the two of them drawing lines across Fleur until their hooves found each other and pressed together through the barrier of fabric and belly.
“Not that there was any doubt, but now Fleur here can enjoy this beautiful reminder of exactly who she has deep inside her. Once in your own bedroom, this is a perfect time for a few photos to share with your partner later on, so they can share your newfound beauty.”
The lights dimmed and the front curtain descended on Fleur, hiding her from sight while Sassy took centre stage again, smiling at the captivated audience. They gazed up at both her and the curtain, eager to see what came next, their faces a mixture of admiration, nerves, and desires.
“Now, we strongly encourage taking your time in a scene like this, these moments are some of the most intimate you can experience with your partner, however for the purposes of the demonstration Fleur and Coco have taken a few potions to accelerate the process, so the next phase will quickly take hold. We’ll now transition to the next outfit in our lineup to best show this off.”
There was a few minutes of waiting, during which the crowd began to whisper and murmur amongst themselves. Sassy scanned their faces and craned her ears to hear the reactions, and her lips curled into a smug smile as she heard phrases like so hot, I’d heard, but didn’t believe it was real and I don’t care how much they ask, I’m buying it…
“Thank you for your patients, everypony, please show us your love for the Botanas!”
The stage lights illuminated the rising curtain, revealing Fleur de Lys in a new outfit, this time a more casual day-wear attire. It followed a similar design philosophy to the lingerie, with seams and patterns that lead the eyes to the throat, and down the centre lines of the body to the belly - but most surprising, despite her previous appearance, Fleur now looked almost entirely normal. The huge rippling bulge of Coco seemed to be entirely gone.
“This outfit is designed specifically for a morning meet in town with friends or alone. The Botanas is available in a range of colours to suit every coat or coordination and provides a modern and chic impact…” Sassy was facing Fleur as she spoke, but her eyes looked sideways at the audience, measuring their mixed reaction of approval, but confusion. Exactly as planned.
“You’re all stunned, I can tell,” she continued, giving them a wink, “It’s an excellent outfit for a Saturday luncheon. Where is Miss Pommel? Why, she’s still right here of course, just watch! Fleur, if you please!”
Fleur adjusted her stance, moving her hind legs back to make space under her body. At the same time, her horn illuminated, highlighting a zip hidden behind a seam running from her chest to her hip, and drew it back. A second zip along the other side was also undone with a smooth and satisfying hiss, completely unlike the dull scrape or a normal zipper. As the zips were released, the entire lower half of Fleur’s outfit stretched down, revealing the same satin fabric stretching out with the previously concealed bulk of her belly. The crowd gasped in shock and awe at this miraculous transition.
“Imagine being out for a casual lunch or coffee in public, whilst your partner simmers away within, entirely unseen by anyone else. A perfect way to continue your life in the city whilst a private scene plays out just between you and a loved one!” said Sassy triumphantly, “Or if you’re among friends, you can instantly show off your prized possession in an instant!
“Like with the entire lineup today, this piece is made to fit each mare (or gentlecolt) to their taste. For Miss de Lys here, we’ve adjusted it to support her midriff and spread the curves out along her entire frame, increasing her size while maintaining her proportions. Such is the flexibility of our amazing fabrics, she could even be having friends for lunch in the most literal sense - although we cannot guarantee that you would immediately be able to conceal everything. At present, Miss Pommel is now enjoying a state of melting bliss, where her mass can be shaped and formed by the lines of Fleur’s outfit. Doesn’t she look fabulous?”
“As we speak, the scene continues to play out, and this outfit is specifically designed to change throughout the process. Not only does the midriff stretch and expand, but the flanks, hips, and chest all conceal stretching seams that will expand as Coco is spread throughout Fleur’s body - no more growing discomfort, and no more risk to splitting the stitching on your favourite outfits as your partner grows into you.”
The changes were subtle, had Sassy not drawn attention to them most likely wouldn’t have noticed, but as she serenaded the audience, Fleur’s body was changing shape before their very eyes. The bulge of her belly was smoothing out, pulling back into her frame a little, while her normally slender hips and hind quarters expanded, growing in size to better match her tall stature. As the smooth panels of fabric appeared between the patterns and lines of the outfit, the changes became more apparent, making it easy to compare her size before and afterwards.
Most outfits would be bursting at the seams, but the Botanas only became more and more dramatic as time went by.
“Now your day is complete, we have one last outfit to share with you. Your partner is now a beautiful augmentation to your body, tonight you have a formal party to attend, and you have a wonderful set of curves to show off, along with a delightful tease as to who contributed to them! Please enjoy the drinks for five minutes and we’ll be back!”
The lights faded once more, and Fleur sauntered off stage, her belly swaying hypnotically with her. The audience members turned to talk amongst themselves while several staff members moved through the crowd bearing trays of drinks. The mood of the audience was still escalating, evident by certain ponies taking large gulps of their drinks, deliberately swallowing with gusto while others watched in awe and admiration. No doubt several of them were already quite inspired by the show, while one or two looked distinctly like they were already familiar with this scene.
For the final scene, rather than make announcements, Fleur de Lys simply walked back out onto the stage. Or rather, walk would be an understatement - she strode out with intent. Her forelegs extended out to full reach to display her slender legs, followed by the sweep of her considerably expanded figure and punctuated by the sway of her magnificent hips and thighs. Gasps sounded in the crowd, and the hubbub of chatter quickly fell silent as everyone turned to see what was happening.
Fleur was adorned in a stunning dress of overlapping layers, each feathered at the edge by lace, and divided along the signature lines of her body, especially where her new weight and curves were evident. They fanned out around her hips, a window revealing her cutie mark to view, and more teasingly, a smaller window covered with a fine mesh disclosed Coco Pommel’s cutie mark, displaying for all viewers exactly who had contributed to her show-stopping figure.
“As you can see, with our new line of fashion you too, could be a genuine show-stopper. It is my great pleasure to display Miss Fleur de Lys and her wonderful partner Miss Coco Pommel in our Mille-feuille! This beautiful number is appropriate for cocktail parties, garden parties and grand balls alike, capable of adjusting to and supporting your figure under any circumstance.”
On cue, Fleur paced around the stage, turning and displaying herself from all sides. She moved with a weighted step, her hooves sounding through the wooden stage while each step caused a crease and flex in her curves. Despite the layers and abstract shapes of the dress, the distinct lines of her body were clearly visible beneath. As Fleur stretched and swayed, the layers shifted to offer fleeting glimpses at more of her luscious body, before hiding it from sight again. But at all times, her neck and her belly were on display, a window into where everyone in the room wanted to be at that moment.
“I’d like to thank all of you for your time today. Here at Canterlot Carousel, we seek to craft exquisite fashion to bring all of us together, and I believe this is the pinnacle of that goal. You can enjoy the scenes we’ve made possible for days or more, but today we must draw our demonstration to a close. You might wonder how this is done? Of course, we’ve made the perfect accessory as a vessel.”
Sassy Saddles pulled out, seemingly from nowhere, a pony-shaped doll of beige fabric. There were no details adorning it, save the shape. Using her magical levitation, she passed the doll to Fleur, who once again laid back on the chaise longue. Fleur held the doll up so that everyone could see what it was and then nuzzled it in the most adorable manner. Her delicate tongue extended out and she gave the doll’s head a long, sensual lick.
Instantly, the doll began to glow. At first it was faint, barely visible against the stage lights, but it quickly grew into a dazzling mass of light expanding in a dazzling flurry. Fleur casually positioned the maelstrom between her forelegs, while the layers of her dress fluttered and flapped in an unseen breeze. The size and heft of her body shrank away, returning to her original demure size, still perfectly showcased by the dress. The layers fitted closer now, closing up the gaps and hiding away her modesty.
With a final flash, the light around the doll was gone, leaving Coco Pommel nestled in front of Fleur, none the worse for wear, and with a very happy blush glowing on her cheeks. The crowd gave a cheer of approval at the couple’s reunion, as well as the elegant manner of Coco’s return.
“With but a few moments, your partner is once again returned to their body - and while we wouldn’t condone this as a way of smuggling them into a party, it would certainly make for a memorable arrival!” The audience laughed, giving Sassy Saddles a pleasant chorus to speak over, “Everypony, and every creature, orders for Soirée avec Amour are open this afternoon, with delivery in time for Hearts and Hooves day! Thank you!”
