Golly: a MLP weight gain story

Scootaloo swelled with pride just as she swelled with weight thinking about it, as she lay in the haze of the sun in the middle of town, as her back fat slowly sank into the fountain she lay under, a cool, refreshing dip in the midst of tanning her golden goblet of glut. As much as she loved eating, she loved doing good for her friends, though her mind hardly thought of the concept that was all the rage in the land she was based off of.

However, these elements of harmony that had no name in this world were on full display to scootaloo, as by his sides, he would feel fluff, and fur, and hear panting and purring, applejacks honest appreciation for her, and rarities unwavering generosity that came in the form of two enormous, blubbery pets, one a border collie, and one a Persian cat, which they sent as thanks for the fun they had. Both of them nuzzled and lapped their new owner out of REM to greet her.

"Hehe....that tickles...where did you....come from?" scootaloo asked being lapped relentlessly by the fluffy blob of a collie. Maneuvering her puffy hoof just underneath the furry chops of the creature, she could see a tag that read "Winona" "huh, Winona, i like that name....fits a good girl like you" she fawned, scratching the overfed pup behind the ear, making her bark with delight with her tongue lolled out, panting in a happy key.

"And how bout you, miss, what's your name?" turning to the puffy spoilt four thousand-pound Persian with a purple bow over her head, her hoof flipping up the tag under her opal studded collar, which read in a cursive font "opalescence" "hmmm, i think ill call you "opal" for short" she replied, gently stroking her blubbery snow white fur, causing her to brush her cheeks right against Scootaloo.

That's when she noticed the note tucked neatly betwixt one of her sweaty folds, curious, she shook and swayed her body to wriggle it out to the surface, as it was too far away for her stubby arms to reach. The card opened from her navel and revealed a hoof-written message, signed by both Applejack and Rarity.

"Dear Scootaloo, us and our sisters wanted tah thank you fer the heap of fun weve been havin with yoou over the past couple of days"

"And as a show of our appreciation for you, we've decided to give you some furry companions to accompany you on your strolls, for the times you may have to sleep alone"

"Winona here's the brightest and fattest of the litter of puppies our old farm dog. Fair warnin, she loves kisses, so be prepared fer a face fulla slobber"

"And opalescence is a darling pedigree pussy, fair warning, she is incredibly pampered, to expect to feed and groom her quite often"

"All the best, applejack and rarity~"

"Awwww, how nice of them," she thought aloud as she took in the multiple tons of paunchy fur tipping her right into the fountain below, splashing sprinkled water all over the dirt around it, and causing scootaloo to bust out laughing with joy. Winona's tongue and opal's cheek hard at work embracing and cherishing their new owner. As she giggled and sighed with delight, feeling like she could fall asleep right underneath her uberweighted blankets of pets "mmmh...who are good girls, who are some good girls, that's right, its you girls!" she cooed to her dog and cat duo. Her hooves gave as many pets as she could reach. Laughing as this fluffy contentment washed over her like the stream of the fountain beneath her.

"Oh man, so these are pets huh, i love em~! Heh....i wouldn't mind having a few more of you around" she says in jest, so satisfied with the unconditional lapping and loving of the doughy duo laying on top of her, she already wanted to double down on the petting. That's when she heard a soft, whispery voice that flowed into her ear like a tonal melody. "A few....pant....more....pant....pets....?" asked the soft voice, owned by a big, fat, blubbery buttery pegasus with a long flowing mane of pink, who lay with her preposterously large belly up, covered by her equally plumpened pet bunny of a milky white downiness.

"Yeah....thats what i said....hehe" replied scootaloo, craning her flabby neck to look up and find the face of that beautiful voice "ohhh.... I'm sorry....i should introduce myself...." the buttery blob of pony bashfully replied "....m....my names....fluttershy.....i love.....pets and animals....i actually have a....cottage out in the forest.....where i feed and take care of them....maybe you could come along....if it isn't.....too much trouble" the sheepish pegasus meeped, gently hiding her blushing face behind one of her jowls.

Feeling the weight of his pets showering her with love and affection. Naturally, she couldn't refuse such an offer "oh of course, id love to miss Fluttershy....hnnng.....ill need a....minute of two tho....to get up with these two.....nnnff.....big ol cuties around me" she replied, straining to shift her blubber even a titch with the eight tons of pet puff pinning him to the fountain below.

"Oh....it's alright.....youre not the....pant.....pant....only one....heh....angel....would you kindly.....get off of my belly.....so i can move.....if that's okay with you...." fluttershy requested to the great white blob of a bunny atop her. Who nuzzles her chins to indicate his affirmation. Slowly but surely slipping and oozing off of her massive yellow hill of a tummy like a walrus rolling off a rock on the shore. "Hehe.....pardon my sweet pet bunny.....he loves to play...."beach master".....with me.....pant....pant"

After a considerable amount of galumphing time, the wide-reaching waisted ponies and their pets made their way inside of Fluttershy's cottage, each one having to squeeze their wholesale paunchy packages through the doorway one at a time, considering the limited space they had and the amount of strain it took to jostle through with enough butter and sweat permeating around their bodies and without ripping the door frame off its hinges.

But finally, they were inside the snug and cozy cabin, in what Scootaloo would consider the snuggest place in all of equus, the cottage itself would be a moss-roofed warehouse to the average pony, but for Scootaloo, there was hardly room to budge and inch inside, with her, opal, Winona, Fattershy, and angel all squished together in one area closeby to the fireplace. Surrounded by fattened furry bodies all resting, and slowly feasting from overflowing dishes with their names on them.

"Oh Celestia...." scoots remarked feeling her pampered pets smother her body as they ruffed and purred in their sleep. "....it sure is comfy in here~" as she rubbed both of their mattresses of belly fat. With her field of vision currently restricted to the ceiling above, she could only imagine the cute, jovial look on Fluttershy's face underneath her 2-ton bunny blanket as she replied "awww, thanks....i do my best to....make sure every creature here is comfortable and well fed....."

"Some of my favorites are the big animals like Harry.....you probably can't see him....but he's a big, friendly grizzly bear just to the left of me." Fluttershy described, running her stubby yellow hoof into her bloated bear fuzzy brown folds, making this bear of hibernation proportions growl in sheer delight "I've heard that most bears aren't as gentle as harry is, but i suppose its because....well.... They're always hungry" she giggles, sniffing the air of the musky odor he emanated from the pleasure of being tenderly petted.

"Heh....i suppose so.....so do they just....lay in here, and eat and sleep all day?" she asked, beginning to feel this whole cottage was made exclusively for animals' permanent slumber, but not in a macabre way. "Umm.....you'd be correct, i love seeing all these cuddly creatures eating and sleeping in harmony....i always encourage them to lay back and simply enjoy the simple things" The orange lard-dipped pony could hear a series of growls, grunts, purrs, murrs, chirps, and seal claps that rang through the cottage in agreement with what Fluttershy had said.

"By the way....would you like some....tea?....i uhhh....brewed it myself...." she asked, as she shifted her blubber just enough to carefully move a tea set on top of her tummy onto scootaloos. The piping hot kettle and cups are another source of warmth and comfort to surround her. "Heh....don't mind if i do..." as she stared at what she could of the tea set, concentrating enough to try and level her own buried stomach muscles to push a full cup of tea and a little shortbread cookie down to her main jowls so she could properly consume this minute delicacy.

It took her a few tries but she was able to do it, the shortbread landing square in the milky teacup and sliding off the plate , and just underneath her first chin. And with one big, prolonged sip, she swallowed the tea and the cookie. Taking in all the sensations of warm and tranquility that she was buried neck deep in, her bulking blobs of pets on either side, hugging and kissing her even as they rested, the squeamish meeps of Fluttershy, deep in her snuggling session with Angel. Silently cooing and whispering sweet affirmations that scootaloo could hardly make out. The low, muffled noises of her mansion-filling menagerie, all cuddling and nuzzling in synchronicity. The crackling fireplace further warmed their filled and immobilized bodies. The warmth of the tea flowed down into her belly. And finally, a piece of ambient music she heard not too long ago, not knowing who played it or where she heard it.

"Ahhhh.....thanks again for letting me visit....y' know....when i get my own place, I'm gonna have it....just like this.....all comfy and cozy......maybe a few posters from eating exhibitions, and lots of tubes and plates to feed all my pets....paradise" she sighs, closing her eyes, and simply letting all the blubber around her sink in, prepared to fall asleep at any moment from how much soft silky succor was on all sides of her, even the floor she rested on felt incredibly fleecy. Like there was some enormous 50-ton sheep underneath the house providing them all with such a soft, cushy surface.

But before scootaloo could let out a triumphant yawn and pass out from the coziness she.... Well yes, she let out a massive burp, but after that, her mouth was magically sealed with sticky, sweet slices of angel food cake. Smothering her chops with heavenly vanilla frosting, which she chewed half asleep, as she let the sandman overtake her, along with the fluttershy, and all the rest of the dozy doughballs, nodding off to this mysterious cake stuffing. Fast asleep like foals in the crib. To the tune of their own stomachs gurgling a sweet lullaby......