“Mmm, this is really good,” Midnight Blossom declared, biting down on a long tube shape baked good covered in sugar. “What were these things called again?”

“They were supposed to be churros, but Pinkie Pie somehow made them round,” Flame Spitter replied, leaning back on the couch and causing the peice of furniture to groan under her weight. “Still tastes good though.”

“Not as much surface area to cover with the sugar though,” Midnight remarked before biting into another one.

“True,” Flame Spitter murmured, the girl shifting slightly, her thighs brushing against both hand rests on either side of the couch at the same time.

Midnight Blossom smacked her lips, humming contentedly as the delicious flavors washed over her.

Flame Spitter would have done the same, but the woman had noticed that one of her snacks had apparently fallen between her tits. Reaching down into her cleavage, Flame Spitter’s arm disappeared all the way up to her elbow, her enormous breasts swallowing nearly the entire limb. Retrieving the snack, Flame Spitter shrugged, and began to chew on it, idly noting that her tube top had gotten even more stretched while locating her fallen treat.

Though the white shirt would have normally covered most of her torso, the girl had put on so much weight that it hardly even contained her titanic tits. It didn't even hide so much as an inch of the woman’s enormous rolling belly which now hung down over the front of her body. Midnight Blossom was in a similar situation as well, her proportions matching her lover’s perfectly, though she had on a black shirt.

Other than that both women only wore tiny miniskirts, the flimsy pieces of cloth barely covering more than a few inches of their asses. Which were so large that they occupied an entire couch each, with little wiggle room left on either side. They had also lost sight of their hooves quite a while ago, and their arms were so pudgy that wearing shirts with sleeves was no longer a possibility for them.

“You know Flame Spitter, I’m rather surprised that Charlotte makes enough to keep up with our newfound appetite,” Midnight Blossom remarked, reaching for another round churro and popping it into her mouth.

“I know what you mean. She’s really seemed motivated recently,” Flame Spitter replied, digging a hand into a bowl filled to the brim with chocolate covered almonds.

Midnight Blossom nodded. “I never thought I’d be okay with putting on so much weight either, but the way Charlotte looks at me…” the woman shivered from head to hoof.

“You mean the way she looks at us,” retorted Flame Spitter pointedly, jabbing a churro at her lover.

Midnight Blossom raised her hands placatingly. “You know what I meant.”

“You say that like I don't find large you sexy as well,” Flame Spitter added.

The bat winged woman chuckled. “How could I ever forget? You love these giant knockers of mine.”

Flame Spitter blushed, and licked her lips as Midnight Blossom hefted her titanic breasts, the twin orbs having reached the size of a pair of bean bag chairs each. “True, they are rather nice, though I think mine have gotten a little bigger than yours.”

Midnight Blossom watched as her lover hefted her own enormous tits, lifting one and then the other, causing them to jiggle profusely. “They are rather nice…”

The women exchanged a heated glance before standing up in unison, nearly knocking over the table. As one they both proceed to turn and run up the stairs, though Midnight Stopped long enough to grab another handful of candy first. As such, Flame Spitter reached the top of the stairs first, allowing her lover to get a good view as her bountiful bottom bounced and jiggled.

By the time the two women had reached their shared bedroom, they were about ready to collapse from the exertion. Which is exactly what they did, with both ponies falling to their sides on their bed, and turning to one another, their lips meeting shortly after. They kissed with the same intensity that they had devoured several bowls of snacks, pressing their bodies against one another.

Shirts were torn off, and skirts were unclipped, allowing the fabric to fall away, revealing their naked forms in all their glory. The bed squeaked and protested, but did not give out, the freshly reinforced wooden frame managing to hold both women with surprising ease. Breasts mashed together, bellies collided, and limbs interlocked, all while the lovers made out hungrily, hands running through each other’s hair.

The sight of one another’s bloated forms only turned them on even more, their lust growing to a fever pitch over the course of the next several minutes. Pulling away from the frantic make out session, Flame Spitter was ready to eat out her lover, and she had started to move downwards when the door to Charlotte’s office opened. The futa woman was nude as per usual, the unicorn having long since dismissed the need for clothes around the house.

That wasn't what grabbed the two girl’s attention though, rather it was the fact that she was already hard, and already staring down on them lecherously. “Having fun without me? How rude,” remarked the futa woman casually, strutting over to the bed.

Midnight Blossom giggled. “We didn't want to interrupt you if you were doing something important. Isn't that right, Flame Spitter?”

The other woman nodded, shifting onto her back and spreading her legs. “Of course. You have important work to do after all.”

Charlotte snorted. “Not important enough to miss the chance to plow those fat plots of yours.”

“Don't you have another meeting in a few minutes?” Teased Midnight Blossom, the girl rolling onto her belly and sticking out her butt. “Should you really be wasting time with little old us?”

“Spending time with you two is never a waste, and besides. I can be quick when I want to,” Charlotte claimed, shooting her lovers a wink.

Flame Spitter giggled as she watched her lover pull open the drawer of the bedside table, retrieving a large bottle of lube. “Oh? Is someone interested in filling our other holes with even more cum?”

“I do love how full I feel after a good round of anal, and those plugs you bought fit us so snugly,” Added Flame Spitter, who gave her butt a little wiggle and a whole lot of jiggle.

Charlotte smirked, crawled back between Flame Spitter’s legs and popped open the tube. “And I love just how big it leaves you. Why, I think I can even pack you two so full that you wouldn't be able to leave this bed even if you wanted to.”

“Is that a challenge?” Replied Midnight, who flopped over on her side.

“That's a promise,” declared Charlotte confidently, the woman adding a heft dollop of lube to the tip of her dick, and Flame Spitter’s asshole.

The rotund woman shuddered, shifting her weight slightly and giving her lover a better angle. “Don't hold back. I want to feel nice and full as soon as possible.”

“Of course, now get ready, because here, it, comes!” Charlotte yelled, her final word punctuated by a brutal thrust.

Such a hard insertion and unforgiving penetration would have left the average partner more than a little uncomfortable, but Flame Spitter was anything but average. Even as several inches of thick mare meat rammed its way into her asshole, she didn't once feel even a bit of pain. Every hole in her body had been well trained to accept Charlotte’s thich length, the woman merely shuddering as she felt her lover’s cock ram its way up her backside.

Inch after inch sunk into the mare’s ass at a relentless pace, with Charlotte only ever having to stop long enough to wiggle forwards on the bed. Even then, the pause was brief, and Charlotte immediately got back to plowing her way into the other woman’s now stretched hole. Though Flame Spitter easily took her lover’s fifth leg, she made sure to keep squeezing down around the thick invader.

Muscles trained by endless hours of sexual debauchery had become finely honed, and Flame Spitter swore she could feel every bump on Charlotte’s dick. From the large vein which ran all the way up to the tip to the thick medial ring which was currently getting rammed inside of her. It was amazing, and left the girl moaning whorishly, her entire body trembling as she felt her first orgasm of the session already begin to rise in the back of her mind.

Midnight Blossom merely watched, the girl playing with one of her breasts while she observed all the cute faces her other lover made. She also observed the rather surprising way that Flame Spitter took all that thick cock with such incredible ease. Though she had seen it a thousand times and felt it about as many times, it still amazed Midnight Blossom that they could even take something so incredibly huge.

The futa mare’s cock did, after all, rise to the point that its head could nearly touch Charlotte’s horn when she sat down. It was also easily thicker than Charlotte's thighs and Midnight Blossom could barely even wrap both of her hands around it. Yet here Flame Spitter lay, her legs raised, her greedy asshole easily swallowing up the entire thing in under a minute.

The sheer amount of stretching her lover must have been feeling would have been incredible, and Midnight Blossom writhed in shared pleasure, the woman imagining what it would feel like. Unlike their usual sessions though, the second Charlotte was balls deep in her lover, she did not slowly begin to work her way in and back out again. The usual build up, and slow eventual climax was forgotten, with Charlotte yanking her hips back before slamming forward.

Her balls slapped audibly against Flame Spitter’s flabby butt, the woman’s rolls of fat and heaving bosoms jiggling. Liquid arousal dribbled down from her winking pussy, and for a moment Flame Spitter’s eyes rolled into the back of her head.

Pulling back as much as she could, Charlotte then slammed herself forward, pounding into her lover with all the force she could muster. Causing Flame Spitter’s enormous body to bounce and quake with every thrust, making Charlotte grin from ear to ear. Her fingers dug into the underside of Flame Spitter’s thighs, gripping her lover tightly and keeping her legs raised.

Flame Spitter herself was on cloud nine, her own hands gripping the bed, though it wasn't like she needed the leverage. She was now so heavy that even Charlotte’s powerful thrusts couldn't move her, though it did bang the headboard against the wall. Noone cared about that however, and the two continued to fuck with wild abandon, even as the poor peice of wood began to creak.

Charlotte’s thick reddish pink cock vanished into Flame Spitter’s orange body, causing her to jiggle, and for another moan to slip past her lips. Charlotte meanwhile merely grunted on occasion, the futa woman so devoted to the task that she hardly made a sound. Even as her and her lover’s orgasms began to build Charlotte remained almost completely silent, with the only noise being the heavy slap of their bodies connecting.

Not like Flame Spitter minded of course, as she could tell her lover was close from the simple way that her cock twitched inside the woman’s stretched asshole. Charlotte’s need was palpable, and after only a few minutes of rough, brutal fucking, she was nearing completion. Neither party needed to say anything, the two women orgasming in perfect unison, their hips mashed together with an urgency bordering on frantic.

Flame Spitter shuddered, a low, throaty moan filling the room while Charlotte’s own small sigh of relief was barely heard. What was noticeable was the audible glurp of cum as it splashed into Flame Spitter’s ass, litre after litre of futa seed shooting deep inside of her. Soon enough her belly began to grow even larger still, becoming so huge that it was completely impossible to see over.

Watching from the side lines, Midnight Blossom couldn't help but shudder as well, the sheer size of her girlfriend making her a little jealous. She knew she wouldn't have to wait long however, and the bat pony busied herself by retrieving the two Charlotte sized butt plugs from her own end table. Tossing them over to Charlotte, the futa woman placed one on the bed, while gripping the other in her right hand.

The second she finished orgasming, the unicorn began to pull back, slowly but steadily removing her dick from the other woman’s cloying depths. Flame Spitter herself hardly even seemed to notice as her hands rubbed her jiggling, cum filled belly. One thing that was definitely noticeable was the audible pop that came when Charlotte’s cock head emerged from her lover’s ass.

With a swift shove, Charlotte rammed the butt plug into Flame Spitter’s stretched hole, managing to cut off the torrent of seed that had been milliseconds from erupting. Flame Spitter sighed contentedly, her legs finally falling to the bed as a wide, dopey smile crossed her face. Charlotte meanwhile, was already in motion, her glistening cock getting another few dollops of lube while Midnight Blossom eagerly got back into position.

Ass raised, the woman didn't have to wait long before she felt the head of her lover’s cock slam against her asshole. A moment of resistance later and the tip was inside, spearing Midnight Blossom around its length and surging inside of her. Moaning loudly, Midnight Blossom pressed her face against the pillow, her back arching as much as she could manage to given the sheer size of her belly.

Immediately Charlotte got to work, pounding away with the same ruthless intensity she had shown Flame Spitter only a minute earlier. There hardly even seemed to be a moment of pause between fucking one girl and then switching to the other, the futa woman’s cock softening only briefly before reaching full mast once more. As impressive as her lover’s short refractory period was, Midnight Blossom didn't really think about that right now.

As she was too busy getting her world rocked by the dominant woman and her enormous futa dick. Within seconds she was balls deep in Midnight Blossom’s hole and within a minute her hips had become a blur of motion. Once more the sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the room, Charlotte’s pendulous balls smacking into Midnight Blossom’s dangling gut.

Each impact reminded the bat winged woman what was to come, as she could feel just how full, and ready her lover had become. It was undeniable, Charlotte produced more cum than ever, her balls seemingly growing along with Flame Spitter and Midnight Blossom. A thought that only served to turn the woman on even more, while also making her yearn to be filled with an ever greater intensity.

Either way, she wouldn't have to wait for long, as already she could sense that her lover was growing closer by the second. Her own orgasm was nearing as well and Midnight Blossom had a feeling that they would both end up finishing at exactly the same second. Be it some sort of harmonic magic, or simple adaptation, the three women had grown so in sync that they rarely came alone.

The scent of sweat, lust, and sexual fluids filled the air as did the sound of lusty moans, the occasional grunt, and Flame Spitter’s labored breathing. Each woman could almost taste the haze of pleasure which hung over each of them like a cloying fog. Even with such a limited amount of time, they had each reached the very precipice of ecstasy, the women unbothered by the animalistic nature of the rough intercourse.

Sure enough, after only a few minutes of getting her ass jackhammered by her titanic lover, Midnight Blossom was almost there. Her moans grew slightly higher pitch, and she bit down her pillow, stifling her cries of ecstasy as her nails dug into the fabric. Charlotte’s own fingers gripped the enormous woman’s gigantic ass tightly, her gaze never leaving Midnight’s jiggling butt cheeks.

Her thrusts became slower, more intense until finally she lurched to a stop, Charlotte’s entire body becoming as rigid as a board. Immediately, the tip of her dick erupted with seed, spraying Midnight Blossom’s depths with an incredible amount of cum. Untold litres of girl seman were pumped into the bat pony’s behind, causing her stomach to bloat to the point that her arms hung limply at her sides, her fingers no longer able to touch the bed.

Midnight’s head fell between her breasts, and the woman groaned as she felt her lover continue to stuff her silly. After what felt like minutes, Charlotte finally began to feel her cock begin to soften, and sighed as she began to pull back. With a wet splorch, her dick popped out of Midnight Blossom’s abused asshole, a large plug quickly filling her ravaged hole.

Stumbling back a few steps, Charlotte stood on shaky limbs. “Wowee I needed that,” murmured the woman, wiping her forehead with the back of her hand.

Her lovers merely groaned, their minds so clouded with pleasure that they could do nothing but lay there. Though in Flame Spitter’s defence it felt as though she were being literally pinned by her own engorged gut. Midnight Blossom also felt as though she were in a similar situation, all four of her limbs no longer able to reach the bed due to how large her belly had grown.

Charlotte chuckled, and quickly threw on a tight black shirt. “Better not flash the boss in case he calls me again out of the blue.” The futa woman considered grabbing something to cover her bottom half, but merely shrugged, figuring that she simply wouldn't stand up if someone did contact her.

Walking over to the entrance to her office, Charlotte glanced over her shoulder. “You two better get cleaned up. I’m ordering pizza for dinner, and I want to squeeze in an extra round with you both after I’m done with work.”

Flame Spitter raised her hand, extending her thumb.

Midnight Blossom merely gurgled weakly, though Charlotte got the impression that she was agreeing with her.

“Excellent. See you two soon,” Charlotte whispered, her tone low, and husky.

Flame Spitter’s arm fell back to the bed, and the woman groaned. “How the hell am I even going to get up?” She muttered.

Midnight Blossom nodded. “I don't even know if I’ll have room for pizza.”

Flame Spitter blinked, and glanced over at her girlfriend only for both women to erupt with laughter the seconds their eyes met.

There was always room for pizza.

Always.

“You know I never thought I’d be into this kind of thing,” Flame Spitter remarked offhandedly, adjusting the cup which was pressed around one of her nipples.

Midnight Blossom sighed in relief as the machine chugged away, slowly draining her tits of the seemingly limitless amount of milk contained within. “It was so worth the cost too,” she murmured, the bat pony’s tits jiggling as more and milk was pumped out of them.

Flame Spitter grunted as she adjusted the cup before flicking the machine back on and settling into her chair, a smile crossing her face. “Agreed. This is strangely good. The only way it would be better is if we had more snacks, and Charlotte’s fat dick, in my ass” remarked the fiery haired woman.

“True,” admitted Midnight Blossom, who blinked, and looked down at the barren coffee table between them, where dozens of empty containers were littered. “Hey wait, I thought we had at least that big bag of popcorn left.”

Flame Spitter shook her head. “You ate that ten minutes ago, remember? It was right after that package of veggie dogs you deep fried and covered in queso.”

The large woman blinked. “Oh yeah. Sorry, I guess these milk machines really distracted me.”

“It's cool, they are pretty, unf, good after all,” Flame Spitter agreed, her gaze following the four tubes filled with thick white liquid. “I’m just amazed that we are able to make so much milk and all because of the extra weight put on.”

“Well we did put on a lot,” Midnight Blossom, her eyes remaining closed as she spoke to her lover.

And indeed they had, as both women were now so large that they completely filled their respective couches to the point that their ass cheeks overflowed over the sides. Clothes had long become unwearable, as nothing fit them, and they soon tore through anything that tried to imprison their milky mounds. Even the couches seemed barely able to contain the enormous mountains of women and their gigantic thighs.

Flame Spitter hummed thoughtfully, eying the milking machine which rested between them, its enormous tanks slowly filling with white liquid. It wasn't the only machine they had purchased however, and nearby rested a second one, though it’s tanks were not filled with liquid at all. Rather they were filled with a nutrient dense paste that somehow managed to taste good despite looking like soggy oatmeal.

Just looking at the enormous device was enough to make Flame Spitter’s stomach rumble, and for the woman to forget all about the dozen or so buckets of snacks she had just eaten. Suddenly the enormous milking machine no longer gave her quite as much pleasure as it had a minute ago, and Flame Spitter yearned for her breasts to be empty once more. Only then could she enjoy the feeding machine, and all the delicious food hidden away within its cold metal confines.

“Sooo… who gets first?” Flame Spitter asked, gesturing towards the large machine currently not in use.

Midnight Blossom blinked, and followed Flame Spitter’s eyes. “Well I am going to be drained first, so I think I should get it.”

Flame Spitter ground her teeth together before reluctantly sighing. “I suppose that is fair. Did you bring the strapon downstairs?”

“It's behind the couch,” Midnight Blossom replied.

“How much longer do you have?” Flame Spitter inquired.

The bat pony shuddered, the stream of milk emanating from her breasts slowing ever so slightly. “Not much longer. Hey, do you think Charlotte will hire a maid or something?” Midnight remarked.

Flame Spitter frowned and looked around the room. “It hasn't gotten that bad, but it is pretty hard for us to clean anymore, especially since we can fit through most doors.”

“Or bend,” offered Midnight Blossom.

“True. I guess it's only a matter of time then I suppose,” Flame Spitter shrugged. “Either way, lets not worry about that right now.”

“You can worry all you like, because I’ve got a date with a few thousand calories,” Midnight Blossom remarked, twisting the cups off her breasts.

Flame Spitter pouted, watching as the enormous other woman rocked back and forth, extracting herself from the couch. “Leave some for me this time!”

Midnight Blossom rolled her eyes. “It's not my fault that you take forever getting me off.”

“That's because you hid the toy in order to take longer on the machine!” Flame Spitter retorted.

Midnight Blossom stuck her tongue out at her lover. “You should have checked first.”

Flame Spitter grumbled silently to herself as Midnight Blossom fell to her hands and knees in front of the machine. The woman adjusted a few settings, before stuffing a thick plastic tube into her mouth and turning a large dial. Thick paste immediately began to descend down from the large glass containers attached to the back.

Flame Spitter could see the first mouthful of surprisingly tasty paste slide down her lover’s throat, causing her own stomach to rumble jealously. Glaring down at her tits, Flame Spitter silently hoped that this didn't take much longer, as she was already starting to grow impatient. Thankfully her breasts seemed to have finally stopped producing milk, with the flow dropping to the point of being little more than a trickle.

Twisting off the cups, Flame Spitter turned off the machine, making a note of just how full the tanks were before starting to work her way out of the couch. Her massive size made this difficult, and she nearly knocked the milk tanks over but in the end Flame Spitter did it. Standing awkwardly on her hooves for the first time in a while, the earth pony shook her head and made her way over to where the strapon was located.

While this was happening her lover was moaning loudly, as if she were trying to make Flame Spitter even more jealous then she already was. It was working too, as by the time Flame Spitter had managed to locate the enormous strap on and fit it over her enormous thighs she was becoming ravenously hungry. After securing the final loop, Flame Spitter ran a hand down the long black plastic cock which jutted out from her hips.

Unlike the double ended dildo, this toy was a perfect recreation of Charlotte’s cock, right down to the individual bumps and veins. It had been a gift from the futa woman after Midnight Blossom and Flame Spitter had begun to lactate. Which happened to be an event that Charlotte had been enraptured by, drinking the stuff constantly and even bringing some to her job in order to share with unwitting coworkers.

Flame Spitter grinned, as she looked down at the toy, and then over to where Midnight Blossom lay on her stomach. Which was now so large that the woman may as well have been on her hands and knees, aligning her glistening pussy perfectly. Knowing that every second spent wasted was another second she wouldn't be enjoying a belly full of food, Flame Spitter trotted over to her lover.

The ground shook ever so slightly, the woman’s body jiggling and shaking as she made her way across the room. Midnight Blossom seemed to notice this, and eagerly spread her legs, exposing her gaping and clearly ready hole. Aligning the plastic cock, Flame Spitter slowly stepped forward, easily working the head of the fake dick into her lover.

Hundreds of hours spent getting plowed by the enormous cock meant that Flame Spitter didn't encounter a single bit of resistance. The walls of her lover’s pussy spread easily, her muscles returning to what felt like their more natural position then being empty. Though slightly awkward due to its sheer length, Flame Spitter quickly managed to stuff the last bit of dick into Midnight’s sopping wet hole.

With a dull clap, their bodies met, and Midnight Blossom shuddered, a feeling of completeness washing over her. The sensation of not having Charlotte’s dick inside of her was becoming irritating to both women, but at least this helped in that regard. Neither wanted to imagine how bad they would have gotten if they had to rely only on Charlotte’s real cock.

Flame Spitter looked down past her enormous rack and her own bulging belly to her lover’s massively wide ass. Gripping as much butt cheek as she could in each hand, Flame Spitter thrusted forward, watching as both her and her lover’s body jiggled. It was a variable sea of quivering flesh, ass, tits and bellies alike all shaking as Flame Spitter began to work her way back once again.

Pulling her fake dick as far out of Midnight’s hole as possible, Flame Spitter pounded forward once more. Over and over she repeated this motion, doing her best to mimic the rapid, jack hammer like thrusts that Charlotte was known for. Flame Spitter herself was far larger than the futa woman however, so she couldn't mimic it perfectly, but neither party really expected that.

This was their honest best effort, and that was enough for them, as the feeding tube gave Midnight Blossom the extra bit of pleasure that actually having Charlotte here would have given her. Thick nutrient and carbohydrate dense food with the consistency of oatmeal was swallowed continuously throughout it all. Each mouthful was replaced a second later by another, giving Midnight Blossom just enough time to gulp down the first, and catch her breath before more was pushed into her waiting maw.

Behind her, Flame Spitter breathed heavily, her hips continuing to jerk back and forth, slapping audibly against Midnight’s. Her own flabby stomach draped down over a bit of the toy, but neither party seemed to mind, as the toy was simply so large that it wasn't a problem. Besides that, both women had grown used to not quite being able to fit all of the toy into their dripping holes anymore.

Neither party slowed down for long, with Flame Spitter continuing to go as fast and as hard as she could manage. They werent here for a slow, sensual fuck after all, they were here to get off, and their pace reflected this idea. Sure enough, it wasn't long before Flame Spitter could feel her lover’s legs beginning to shake, signalling that her orgasm wasn't far away.

A hand reached up and slapped the off button on the machine, allowing Midnight Blossom to moan uninhabited by the plastic tube which had been in her mouth. Grinning from ear to ear, Flame Spitter plowed her lover’s twitching pussy with every bit of strength her enormous body could muster. Drawing out Midnight’s orgasm for as long as possible, Flame Spitter poured every bit of strreangth she had, gripping and squeezing her partner’s massive, squishy rear.

After nearly a minute, Midnight’s moans faded, turning into a dull panting as her head fell. “That… was good,” she muttered.

Flame Spitter grinned, and gave her lover’s ass a firm swat with her hand. “Ready to switch?”

Midnight Blossom nodded. “You know it.”

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