Fallout Equestria: Shattered

It was a seemingly quiet day for the most powerful sisters in the town of Acres Hoofnville. The trio would usually be having a bunch of testosterone muscle brained stallions come in and get the rides of their lives out of them, or would call their daddy for more money as he was a big hire up at Stable Tech, or they'd go around pretending to be a 'Neighborhood Watch' when really they just needed to stamp in their authority everywhere to get their way by almost any means necessary. Flirtation, Threats, Harassment, Beatdowns, and some destruction of property, they always get what they wanted and had the town essentially wrapped in their hooves.
However today was a rather slow day as most of their usual flings we're either at work, playing sports, or were probably too I'll given just how hard their rides tended to be and how they'd last for 6 hours. Their dad was in an extremely important meeting that day so there was no way to ask for money to swim in, and they felt stamping more authority would be rather dull since they'd just had their greatest night last night. Even with that, they were still very bored as they watched TV, when they heard a knock at the door. The eldest sister.....by about 3 minutes, Heather, went and got the door and it happened to be someone in what seemed to be a detectives coat holding a little board. He then introduced himself

"Greetings mam, is this the household of the Prozskys?" Heather confirmed to the stallion it was the Prozskys house.

"Excellent, I am Seder Seller of Stable Tech, and you and two others by the names of Grace Prozsky and Annie Prozsky have been especially chosen as members of the recently completed Stable 111!" This left Heather surprised and confused along with her sisters at first, they hadn't bullied anyone from Stable Tech, that they know of, to get priority in the Stables, but then they thought it was probably why their dads meeting was so important, to get them the priority they themselves in their minds knew they deserved. Now if worst came to worst, which would certainly not happen because they were right all the time so it wouldn't happen, they'd rule an entire society for the rest of time. All they'd have to do is find a way to take over when it happens, but in their minds it wouldn't so no need to plan or worry.

"Yes, we'll gladly take these spots......would you like to stay over for a bit?" Heather asked seductively while Seder wrote something on his board.

"Sorry mam, I got a couple more houses and then got to head back to work, it's an oddly fast busy day today, you 3 take care!" Seder said as he went off to the next home. This left the sisters agitated, and they knew who to target tonight when they went Neighborhood Watching, but they went back to watching TV for the next hour because they felt no effort was needed to plan at all since they were the Prozskys, they win all the time. Then suddenly the broadcast changed to a news pony with a dark grimace, she began to speak.

"We're trying to get reports as we've lost contact with Appleloosa and Ponyville and they've seemingly gone dark....." Then the News pony was handed a piece of paper.

".....Oh dear, *Slow Breathing* We've just got confirmed reports, I repeat confirmed reports....of megaspells over Appleloosa and... Ponyville......my Celestia..." The TV broadcast cuts to a Please Stand By notice as the realization hits the Prozskys quick.

"We need to get to the Stable, NOW!" Heather yelled and the three burst out of their home at a brisk pace to get to the Stable as fast as possible, it was embedded on the side of a hill, and a fence was put around the entrance with military presence and plenty of ponys headed there way. As they brisked along, Heather notice that alot of the ponies were mares, but this wasn't something she could pay too much mind too as all her focus was on getting her and her sisters in as quick as possible.
There efforts were indeed rewarded by being quickly permitted into the Stable first, whilst the rest were far behind, they'd all eventually made it in except for alot of Stallions and........all the Philly's be denied entry? Heather saw this and was confused as she saw the entrance slowly close.....and then the Mega Spells went off in the background. All the ponies in the Stable took the time to recollect themselves over the chaos, and subsequently, their new permanent residence they were now in. Heather took another look around and noticed that there were only 40 stallions whilst there were 200 mares, this made her think why this could be, but she thought it a possible punishment from her daddy because he might have found out, all this did was make her have petty bratish thoughts that 9 year old Philly's had, which was the general mindset for the Prozsky Sisters.Before she started to deeply stew, a mare with white fur in a secretary suit came up to them with a clipboard in hand.

"So, are you 3 the Prozsky sisters?" Heather, Grace and Annie all nodded in agreement at this.

"Excellent, you 3 are to receive a full tour before headed to the overmares office to receive high assignments within the Stable, before that here's the special suits to identify your high positions." Grace and Annie were super happy with this, but once again heather had a drop of suspicion and concern, again she didn't remember doing any extortion do gain any of this, but again this could have been her dad giving her and her sisters lavish accommodations for the apocalypse, so she went with it as the Prozsky Sisters went to get changed.
After getting changed, the secretary pony led them down the hall of the first floor with 2 theater's, seemingly gender separated. After showing general rooms like the power room and communications room, they took the elevator to the second floor, where the first room they went into was a big party room. It was huge, had so many refreshments and food stuffs and grand stages with tvs and radios galore, and a drinking station for those wanting to be weird, at least to the Prozsky Sisters seen it that way. As they went down the hall to the next room, they passed another that said 'Gases and Mixtures', Heather noticed this and was once again suspicious as a lot of the stuff in there was soda, sweets, mints and.......was that weed? This started to crack the notion quietly in her mind that her dad had actually been the one to get the 3 sisters assigned to this vault, but it would be no big deal yet, her and her sisters would just run the current overseer out and then they'd get to the bottom of it.... whenever they felt like it. Just then a beeping noise was heard on the white pony's watch.

"Well it is time you all meet the Overmare to be handed your tasks, follow me." The White Mare lead them to the elevator once more to the 3rd floor. What Heather and the other Prozsky sisters didn't realize what that there were more than 30 floors to the whole Stable, but they were too busy talking amongst themselves as to how they'd take over the stable as their own. They eventually made it to the 3rd floor and soon arrived at the office door.

"Alright, the Overmare will be waiting for, I've got to take care of the other ponys upstairs." The white mare went back into the elevator as the door slowly opened into a dark black room. However, the Prozsky sisters thought this was just them getting a dramatic grand fitting treatment for such perfection as themselves, so it'd seem that the Overmare was a pushover. They slowly entered the office, but then the doors slammed shut leaving them in pitch black darkness, until the color green started to appear, but before anything else could happen they all fell asleep.
Heather slowly aroused from her slumber, but felt different, as though she was in a different body. She felt more sluggish, more slow, more......big? Then a spotlight turned on and then she saw what had happened. Heather and her sisters where morbidly obese, incredibly wide flanks that jiggled at a singular movement, huge blubbery bellys with so many rolls, and they gurgled out of pure bloated fullness, and yet at the same time felt like it was hungry for more, hooves & legs were small, having became enlarged, blubbery stubs on their figures, and their faces had become incredibly engorged, with quadruple chins, blubbery cheeks that were all buttered up, and it made it hard for them to properly speak or breathe when they tried. Before they knew what was happening, a chubby red mare came out from the darkness, with a devilish grin, bloodshot twitchy eyes, and a lab coat, It was Polly Brain.

"Well well well" she began "It looks like our children have been made well rounded." She laughed menacingly as this as she began to cry blood.

"I know you all remember me, you were the ones who tortured me and my sweet angel Kindle for YEARS! Always making fun of how we looked, how we behaved, how we weren't normal like you. To think that the old society would let ponys like all you be catapulted to the top and turn a blind eye to those in help. Now it is time for my everlasting society to begin, and it starts with you 3, the children of me, the goddess of this domain and there is nothing you can do but accept it!"

You'd think in a world, where morals are strong, they'd never let you last for long, but it's clear to me, as all can be, that they were infected by hipocrisy. For the leaders of that realm, they pushed kindness strong, and hoped every creature could get along, but the world is cold, only the bold could stay on top of the fold. So i bundled up, for 13 years, only with my kindle to steady my fear, but now the old society has collapsed! This one is a new one that will work and LAST! It starts at the center of the garden, which means the three of you. Your the finest examples, of big love handles, and this kind of body being the norm. Before you wine like the brats you are, try it and i'll bring in a soda storm! Your minds will be trapped, slapped, and cracked until you come back as nothing but mares who crave the same kind of lap. Stallions are useless, except for working well, so i dragged them down in the cell, all you'll need are more mares, the same as you if you want to get coo coo low. Now the new era and age can begin, but there's still one thing i must attend, now your brains have fried into a new kind, so now I'll only ask this one TIIIIIIIIIIIIIMMMMMEEE! Whose your godly mommy?

"Polly Brain" they all said, and Polly Brain laughed maniacally once more as her song conluded. Now the actual minds of The Prozsky Sisters, their original consious, was now trapped and forced to feel and see tis whilst not being in control for however long they might live. The society of Polly Brains Stable 111 had begun.