The Rogue in the Club

In Equestria, there is baseball. About 30 teams compete annually in the PBL, Pony Baseball League, to find out who is the PBL Champion. Now there are good teams, and there are bad teams, and then there's the Birchingville Athletics. For the past 21 years they had been awful, never making the postseason, and always ending with a losing season, 8 of those being 100 loss seasons. They were so bad, they nearly tied the worst team ever record, only off by one at a 21-141 record. This team for the past 5 of those 20 years of this stretch has been owned by a mare in her early 20s named Irene Maker, who was a multi billionaire. She had bought the team after the old owner passed away, and he brought home 6 PBL Titles in his 50 years of ownership, a consistent winning team, and brought the feeling of dominance to the now 100 year old ball club.
However, Irene only saw this club as a toy pet project and a nice bonus to her crazy 9 figure annual salary. Despite the team making a lot of money, she was insanely cheap; not extending players, paying only the cheapest contracts allowed, and never renovated the coliseum stadium they played in. Around a few years into running the team, she still hired other workers around the stadium, including an earth pony named Ricky, hired as a janitor. Ricky enjoyed the job, but as the years went on, he became increasingly disgusted at how the team was managed. His pay was liveable, yes, but it was a shame to see his beloved team fall so far from grace. Year by year, the animosity built up until a new policy came in to keep the fans in their assigned seats and not have them leave said seats or get close to the protective net to interact with players, that was the last straw. Rarely do more than a thousand ponys come in to the max capacity 60k pony stadium, and now the guards have to police them in this matter?

"This must not continue" he thought to himself "but what can I do?" He was thinking of these thoughts on this particular night when a knock on his door was heard, when he opened it, it was his nerdy science friend Greg, they were having a movie night tonight.

"Hey Ricky, how are you tonight?" Asked Greg as he walked in.

"I'm fine Greg, Im just fed up with Irene and her horrible ownership." Greg looked at his friend with concern.

"Well I wish I could help, but I'm not sure how exactly to solve this problem, speaking of." Greg gestured to his door that lead to his basement.

"There's a few things I wanted to show before the movie, come here." So Greg and Ricky went down to the basement where liquids and tubes dominated a certain table, leaving Ricky very curious as they sidled over to said table.

"I've been studying how certain chemicals can mess with the brain and the body, such as this one that has the mind respond to the voice who handed the liquid, observe." Greg then took the liquid, and put it in the water tube of a rats cage, the rat then proceeded to drink the liquid, with seemingly no reaction.

"Alright Ritz, lay down" ordered Greg, and the rats body suddenly went to lay down, with the rat seemingly confused as to why it layed down.

"I haven't been able to do that much experimenting with the chemicals, mainly due to lack of a pony test subject, it'd be so cool to have one, anyway which movie do you want to watch; Paws The Revenge or Pony Boo Boo Child the Movie?" Ricky however was preoccupied with Greg's problem, and soon he put together in his head the most perfect plan to save his franchise, as well as some well needed karma to the current owner.

"Say Greg, if you need a pony to experiment on, I know someone who's be more than happy to if you can give me a vial of that syrum." Greg was delighted at this and quickly gave him a sealed vial of the liquid.

"Now if you don't mind, I'd like for you to write me the results of the experiment when you feel it's completed." Greg asked before once again pulling out the 2 movies for selection, with Ricky choosing Paws: The Revenge. The next morning, Ricky got up especially early to head to the colliseum to carry out his plan, as he was the janitor, he could easily blend into his natural surroundings as to just do his job, but he decided to wait until the butler brought Irene's breakfast into her room. Soon enough, the butler came around the corner of the hallway and Ricky made it look like he was just doing his usual rounds, and the butler didn't suspect a thing as he went in and out dropping off Irene's breakfast.
Step 1 was now complete, step 2 would be easy; he walked inside and found the drink with her breakfast. He then got out the vial and poured the liquid into the drink, and it went from clear water to a red velvet. The drink now had the experimental chemical, but the next step required a decision; should Ricky take a slower subliminal approach or....no. If there's one thing Ricky knew it's that the only way the A's would be saved is if things went quickly for the plan, so now all he had to do was wait for Irene without attracting attention.
Luckily it was a Monday, so not only do the least amount of employees show up, but the team would be on the road against their next opponents. It was now just Ricky and the young billionaire, as she later came by a corner and went into her office. This was perfect, now was Ricky's chance as he entered the office and saw that the cup was empty. Irene looked at Ricky with a cold stare.

"Is there something you need?" she asked coldly. Right there was that dismissive attitude that gritted on Ricky, but there was no time to be annoyed, now was time to see if his friends liquid worked. He'd start with something simple, get her to spill the beans on wether or not she wanted to move the A's.

"Well I recently heard a rumor that you wanted to move the franchise to... Las Pegasus, is this true?" Ricky was sweating bullets in nerves, but had to show no fear or else she might be on to him.

"Why absolutely, the town won't force the population to pay for my stadium renovations or a new stadium up at Hermin Terminal, this location is nothing more than a crime ridden liability." At the end of her sentence, she then put her hooves over her mouth, it seemed she did not mean to reveal this info to a measly Janitor. Ricky knew now was time to press the true capabilities of the liquid.

"W-why did I say that, it's as if my lips just-" Ricky then cut her off with a command.

"Lay down and stand still!" At that point her body instantly went down to the floor, and she found herself unable to move. For the first time, Ricky saw true fear in her eyes.

"What did you do to me, I'll call security if you don't-" Ricky cut her off again with another command.

"Keep your mouth shut!" She then stopped talking, and found she couldn't say another word no matter how much she wanted to, Ricky now knew his plan would work now as he came close to the billionaire on the floor.

”Well well well, you seemed to just try and mosey out of town with our one sports club we have left huh. I've got a news flash hun, you're not, and you trying to tarnish things lead you to me, and I'm going to fix everything, starting with you." Irene laid out with a grumpy look on her face, but deep down she was terrified.

"First, you will hand over the team and all your money to me." Her body then went to the computer, her hooves typing fast as the terrified expression returned. Within a matter of minutes she had sent all her money to Ricky, and had signed away ownership of the team. Ricky was now in full control, now that he knew the liquid worked, and he practically saved the franchise, it was now time for the fun part of the plan. For years, he'd felt lonely at his home, only periodically hanging out with Greg, his family was practically non-existent, and he felt it was time to fix that.

"Come with me." and soon Irene was now following Ricky all the way to his truck.

"This is so degrading, being lowered to such filth as a truck with a Janitor." At first Ricky wanted to yell at her for such a comment, but then remembered this was the fun part, why not have fun with testing the liquid even more.

"Oh please, I know you always wanted this." Irene gained a taken aback look on her face.

"W-what, absolutely not! You barely even talked to me before today." What Irene didn't notice was as she said this, she was blushing a deep red, and as soon as Ricky looked at her, her feelings went all over the place, now feeling deep down, that this shmuck was right. Now her mind began to warp, she was now feeling a sense never before felt within her; that this was indeed what she wanted her whole life.
As she stepped into the truck with Ricky, Ricky could tell that she was now having a yearning for what was going on, now for the best part in his mind. He drove them away from the Colliseum, and eventually they came to a fast food restaurant, at which a disgusted look came over Irene's face.

"Were really eating at this filth of a good establishment? So beneath me!" Ricky laughed at this, he was going to have a fun time here indeed, she just needed to have fun too.

"Just relax, besides I know your just starving." As he finished, loud gurgling noises came from Irene's stomach, she grabbed it in pain, now feeling a sudden hunger she never felt before. Ricky chuckled at this, now knowing he was in full control.

"You know, a quick fix would be to get the ultra super sized bacon triple cheese ham turkey burger, thats really filling." Irene soon gained another disgusted look.

"That sloppy excuse for a burger is not entering my bo-" but then her stomach soon rithed in pain once again, begging to be fed.

"U-uhm, you know what I'll uhm...take 8 if you don't mind" she said clinching her stomach the whole time, oh yes this would be fun Ricky thought.

"Alright then, but you'll need a refreshing beverage afterwards, how's about some Ponpsi?" Before she could give another condescending response, she felt a craving for the soda drink she never did before, giving her belly another reason to gurgle around.

"I...uhm...sure...super sized if y-you can." She was slowly losing all control, finding it harder and harder to resist the janitor who'd now taken everything from her. Soon they ordered the food and went to Ricky's home.

"Alright Irene, head inside and lay on the couch, and I'll be right in with the food." Irene found her body exiting the truck and heading into the small home of the janitor, and instantly went onto the couch, more and more her own will slipped away, she was finding it harder with each passing moment to deny the janitor....Ricky, as well as her situation. Ricky soon came in with the food, for him, this was what he was excited for.

"Oh honey, I know your hungry, but right now I know your feeling lazy and don't want to move at all." Her body then felt a high sense of comfort, and her mind began to grow a lethargic feeling. Her actual resistance was fading away, and giving into a false resistance, one of true sloth as she moaned in agreement to Ricky's observation.

"I don't wanna move, but I'm so hungry." She spewed it in such a moaning fashion she'd normally try to hide, but now it was feeling natural, she thought less and less as to why she was being controlled by....Ricky, as he got out the food.

"Well honey, I'll stuff you till you pop out of that suit, even when hungry I know it's something deep inside that turns you on." Irene then felt a suddenly natural sensation, as if what he said was indeed right the whole time. It was something she wanted desperately, she just hadn't had an opportunity being the head of several businesses, now was her chance to fulfill this desire with the understanding stallion above her. At this point, she was now under Ricky's full control, Irene still knew who she was, but that can now be changed on a whim because Ricky said so. The stallion took the first burger out of the bag and Irene opened her mouth and scarfed it down, the burger was indeed very filling as her belly began to grow along with her flanks, as soon as it started it ended when the burger was gone, but she desperately wanted more. Not only because she was hungry, but she was turned on by the feeling of expansion in her body, and wanting desperately to burst out her suit, so she moaned sensually for more.
Ricky was happy to oblige as the next burger came into her mouth, and the next and the next. Her belly kept getting bigger, and her flanks started to feel bigger and softer like pillows, her suit and pants got tighter and hotter, and she felt hotter both figuratively and literally, gaining so much weight and being filled out by this food she regretted saying was filth.
After about 10 minutes, all of the burgers were gone, and her suit was stretched to its limits, she was disappointed that it didn't pop until she slightly moved around, at which all the buttons popped from pants to all of her business coating and shirts, revealing a stuffed belly that sloshed and gurgled with every movement, and her flanks were now the size of pillows, she could practically sleep sitting down.
However, she found it painfull to be so full, this was her first time gorging like this, and she moaned in a mix of pleasure and pain. Ricky noticed and got out the huge drink, and put the straw into her mouth. Irene drank the whole thing in less than a minute, which afterwards she let out a very loud belch.

"OOOOOOOOOUUUUAARP,Oh exc- URAP- m-me, URP" Irene had now become very gassy from the burps, and Ricky couldn't be happier, she transformed Irene into his very own honey whilst gaining control of his hometown,this was one of the greatest days of his life, and he decides to top it off with something special, as he came close to Irene's face, as she gained a blush.

"Well Irene, now that you filled up on lunch, how about a snack?" Irene thought on this question, for about 5 seconds before her belly gurgled and sloshed around again.

"Yes, I'm- URP- hungry again, what's this -Hic- snack you got?" Ricky then got closer to her face than he'd been all day, and showed a smirk as he said in a smooth charismatic manner.

"I'm the snack Irene." And he kissed her, she was surprised, but at the same time found it to be just as pleasing as getting so fat, and having this hard working stallion change her life for the better. After about a minute of kissing, they separated lips, and Irene was so happy and content, she fell asleep right there on the couch. It had all worked, the liquid by Greg had now given Ricky what he wanted and more, now in control of the Birchingville Athletics, his own home team, and now he had a mare with his ideal kind of hot body who now loved him. Things were now getting better from here for Ricky, as he picked up the very chubby mare to take her to bed, and he thought just how floored Greg would be at how his liquid worked when he writes his conclusions.

*******

It had been one year since that faithful day Ricky used Greg's concoction to change his life, now in ownership of the A's, he made sweeping changes to everything. The operations were top notch, fan interaction with staff and others was pleasurable again, the coaching staff and players were top bar. The coliseum had also been given massive renovations, not just inside, but outside to essentially make it a town within the town with the Coliseum at its center, and as such became one of the most well-regarded stadiums in the PBL. These renovations also had an effect of the waistlines of those who frequented, as the population began to blimp up, not to an immobile degree, but such thing as a skinny creature became nonexistent in the town.
The fans though didn't mind as they now had a team that was on another level, going 141-21 the whole year and sweeping every team to clinch their 7th PBL Title in franchise history, as well as breaking several PBL player and general records in the process, not including the many scales the fans used to weigh themselves, however the larger bodies seemingly begun to be encouraged as one group of female ponys tattooed their belly's to spell "Athletics", and everyone, even fans of other teams, seemed to like it and found it unique and charming to the new culture of Birchingville. Enough about the team though, as when Greg saw the results of the liquid on a pony, he was horrified at his friends' findings, and at what he did to Irene. So, he destroyed the liquid and burned away any semblance as to how it was made, he was not going to let the liquid ever be used again. He swore off science, and unfriended Ricky due to how crazy he now believes him to be. Greg eventually moved away to Ponyville for a quieter life.
As for Ricky, he was the same as ever in his mind, just enjoying the life he now had. However, he still had the same truck and same house, after all mansions were too condescending to others in his eye, and why get a new vehicle when the old truck still worked. He headed home after celebrating with the team and their PBL Title, and he came home with a happy face seeing who was on the couch.

"Why hello my lovely wife, I hope I wasn't gone too long." Since that faithful day, Irene was so entranced with Ricky that soon she asked if they could wed, which he said yes and now they were a very happy couple. Irene was very different though, her gaining did not stop, and now she was at 500lbs in weight, wearing a frilly apron and nurse styled dresses, as that was the only thing that could fit her. Irene's belly was nearly touching the ground, however she was still able to walk, or in most cases waddle, around the household to do things, her flank was very noticeable even with the clothing as every inch of fat was well defined.
Irene also now sported very chubby legs, and to top it off a double chin and chubby cheeks. She turned around, revealing a bouquet ring of flowers on her head, and her mane being a bright blonde instead of a dark black, she smiled happily at the sight of her husband.

"Hey honey, I saw you on TV, congratulations on winning the PBL Title, I'm glad you finally accomplished what you wanted." Ricky smiled at how supportive Irene was as he joined her on the couch, with dinner ready for himself and her, but majority of it was for her, but Ricky didn't mind, he liked things the way they were. It really did pay off to go Rouge.