Soarin paced back and forth inside of his room. He shook his head as his mind darted from place to place, point to point as he continued to try and drop his heart rate.
"It's okay. It'll be okay!" He rambled to himself, "Sure, this is your first date since Basic training, but it's gonna be okay! Rainbow's a cool gal, she is understanding, she's cool, this whole thing is gonna be awesome!"
Soarin stopped pacing, stood at attention and puffed out his chest with his dress uniform proudly displayed. He held it for a few seconds before letting out a long sigh with his head drooping down.
"... I'm so gonna botch this up, aren't I?"
He opened the door and headed out to his first date in almost ten years.
The new stir-fry restaurant that had just opened in Cloudsdale had its roots in Ponyville. Over the last couple of months, it became an extremely popular lunch and dinner joint. When Soarin met up with Dash last week, they both agreed to give it a try for their first official "date" together. Sure, they had met up periodically ever since last year's royal wedding, but neither of them seriously considered those as "dates," per se.
Soarin sat down on the curb outside of the restaurant. He arrived early, obviously due to his nervousness. He began fiddling with his tie, ensuring that it was neat and proper. Thoughts began to creep back in: about Dash, about where this was heading, about how this whole thing could go totally wrong, about-
"Soarin!"
Swooping down was the prismatic pegasus herself. She landed right in front of the dazed Wonderbolt, surprising him at the same time with a sudden hug.
"How ya doing, buddy? It's been a while!"
"A while?" Soarin questions, "Rainbow, we both went to see that Daring Do flick last week. It really hasn't been-"
"Hey, well... it's been a while for me okay?" Dash's charming smile suddenly turns into a scowl.
Realizing his mistake, Soarin quickly rebounds, "Wait, no, heh, you're right. Sorry Dash. Uh, how've you been?"
"Oh it's been alright. I helped my friend Pinkie Pie throw a party yesterday. It was for a wedding between a nice donkey couple that live down in Ponyville."
"Awesome! Did you have a good time?"
Dash perked up, "Yeah, the party was great! When I went over to Pinkie's place to help clean up this afternoon, her and the local DJ were still passed out. I helped get them back on their hooves and nurse their hangovers, but the cleaning up will have to wait until tomorrow."
"Well," chuckled Soarin, "At least they're going to be alright. Hangovers can be a pain."
"Heh, yeah."
"Hmm."
...
That lovely awkward silence permeated the nighttime air.
"So hey, uh," said Dash, "You hungry?"
"O-oh! Yeah!" Stuttered Soarin, "Are you?"
"Oh hay yeah! Let's eat!"
Soarin opened the door, and they officially began their evening.
As dinner went on, the nervousness faded from view. Soarin talked with Dash some more about life down in Ponyville, mostly about her best friend Twilight Sparkle and her sudden coronation as princess, which surprised the entire country when it was first announced.
"You wouldn't believe the look on Spitfire's face when she heard the news," said Soarin, "It was some weird mix of happiness and shock. It's not every day that you learn that a pony you actually know at a personal level gets crowned as royalty."
"We were just as surprised at the news," commented Dash, "At the time, I was just happy to not be turned into critter food thanks to that whole cutie mark disaster. When she reappeared with Princess Celestia, and I saw those wings on her back, I honestly didn't know what to think."
Soarin poked a couple pieces of broccoli with his fork and proceeded to put them into his mouth. Munching on the green morsels, he asked, "So... do you think that she's gonna move into Canterlot? She is royalty now, after all."
"I don't think so... but honestly? I have no idea what Twilight has in mind. When I talked with her a couple of days ago, she said that Princess Celestia has some plans for her in the upcoming months."
"Huh. Very interesting..." Soarin's stomach groaned in protest as it digested the sauteed greens. He looked down at his fork that had speared a cauliflower a second before. Placing down the fork, he picked up his glass and drank some water. His stomach continued its grinding moans as Rainbow continued her story.
"It's just so out of nowhere, you know? One day, you're a regular ol' librarian and then suddenly you're crowned a-"
Dash paused herself mid-sentence. She appeared to be gazing down at herself, her eyes darting around, a slight hint of a blush could be seen under her cerulean coat.
"... princess."
"Uh... are you okay Dash?"
"Yeah! Yeah... um, it's nothing."
Soarin wondered what was wrong until his stomach distracted him again. He truly should have thought about taking Rainbow somewhere else. He forgot how bad vegetables are for his system. Well, not exactly 'bad' per se, but the gas can become pretty unbearable. Right now, it is intolerable.
Across the table, Rainbow was fidgeting around with herself, a worried look across her face. She kept shifting in her seat as if she were crossing her legs. Soarin once again began pondering what the issue was, but the train of thought was broken as the waiter arrived with their champagne.
"Madam and Monsieur, I am so sorry for the wait on your drinks for the evening, our cellar has been in complete disarray all day. Here it is, Frostvalley '01 as requested."
The golden, sparkling alcohol flowed into the tall glass flutes. The fizz on top reminded Soarin in the back of his mind of the fizzing going on inside his stomach.
"Enjoy!" said the waiter as he placed the bottle on the table and walked away. Dash then suddenly got up herself.
"Uh... I'll be right back."
Rainbow got up from her seat and swiftly headed to the back of the restaurant, probably to the bathroom. It was then that it dawned on him that Rainbow is more than likely having the same problems that he's having.
Soarin sighed as he sat back in his seat, his stomach mumbling at him as he gazed down again at his uneasy midsection. He looked back up at the golden champagne, picked up the glass and pondered, "Club soda and seltzer are good remedies for heartburn... maybe this will help."
Taking the flute, he tipped it down and began drinking from it. Wow, it really was a good choice, this is on par or better than what he had the last time he drank champagne. His stomach quelled its growls as he placed the now-empty flute back on the table. He placed his right hoof onto his stomach, which had finally stopped being a nuisance.
"There," he thought, "Now behave for the rest of the-"
His stomach responded with a roar. It bulged out a few inches as his hoof was forced up against it.
"... uh-oh."
He felt the pressure in his belly increase. The tight, hollow feeling in his innards was sending a wide barrage of signals to his brain and outlying areas. He attempted to urge out a burp, but nothing came. He could feel himself break out into a sweat as a voice broke up his inner anxiety.
"Guh, what a waste of time... how's the champagne?"
His eyes shot up to see that Rainbow had returned, and had rejoined him at the table.
"Uh... it's, uh..."
"It better be good considering the price," she said, picking up the glass flute, "Rarity can never stop gushing about how great Frostvalley's vineyard supposedly is." Dash took the flute and downed the entire glass in one gulp.
Soarin looked on in shock. If the champagne has the same reaction it does on Rainbow that it did on him, then this date could be heading to the wrong places really fast.
"Hey wow! It is pretty good!" She grabbed the dark green bottle and poured herself another glass. Soarin glanced back down at his bulging midsection, now pressing up against his normally rather loose-fitting uniform.
"Uh, Dash, are you feeling okay?"
"Huh?" she inquired, "Uh, yeah, I feel fine. Are you okay?"
"Um... no. Not really, actually. I don't think I'm sick, but I am not feeling right if that means anything."
"Why? What's the-"
Rainbow freezes as her eyes go wide. She looks down upon herself and puts her hooves to her midsection. Her blush returns from earlier, this time much more intensified. Her face is scrunched up as she looks back at Soarin.
"...never mind. I think I know what's wrong."
"Yeah," responded Soarin, his stomach now at the point where it can burst the buttons on his uniform, "Ready to pay the bill and get out of here?"
"Definitely," responded Dash, massaging her puffed up belly.
The waiter came and went with their check. As they exited the restaurant, Rainbow noticed just how swollen Soarin had gotten.
"Oh. Wow."
"Ugh, you got that right," grunted Soarin. He looked over to Dash, whose own midsection was puffing out quite noticeably as well.
"My place is nearby. Let's head there, I'm sure I have something to help us out."
They both took to the sky as they rounded Cloudsdale to Rainbow's apartment. Soarin was having issues maintaining altitude as he kept wanting to fly higher than he actually wanted to.
"Gah... stupid gas attacks."
As they touched down at Rainbow's front door, Soaring placed his hooves onto his stomach again as Rainbow frantically searched for her keys. Gaps of his cornflower blue coat poked out as the buttons on his uniform strained to remain secured. The hollow feeling inside himself grew to the point where something inside flicked a switch in his drive. His face flushed as the feeling spread, and got even worse as he felt another part of himself begin to swell.
"Oh you gotta be kidding me."
Dash unlocked the door and the two stumbled inside. Soarin went to her living room couch and laid back. Dash walked up alongside.
"Soarin, are you alright?"
"Er, yeah, I think-"
Just then, his stomach surged forward, busting the buttons on his uniform, and revealing his cornflower blue belly to the room. Dash looked on, almost in wonderment as her blush from earlier remained on her face.
Her irises shrunk to pin pricks as she saw what else on Soarin was growing besides his gut.
"Oh... oh wow Soarin. This is turning you on!?"
"I- I can't help it, Dash," he grunted, "It feels so weird... but not the 'bad' kind of weird. I just can't help it." He heard Dash's stomach let out a similar roar that his had earlier. It blimped out underneath her as she stood there, letting out a gasp in surprise.
Soarin's breaths were somewhat labored as his internal pressure was making it hard to breathe. He returned to massaging his blimp of a stomach as Rainbow got up onto the couch next to him.
"Here, put your legs up," she said. He slowly spun himself onto the couch. Rainbow continued her long gazes over his ballooned body, ending on his erect member that was losing a fight against his protruding midsection. Soarin strained to look over his belly, but eventually saw the look in her eyes. Those half-laden cerise eyes...
It then struck Soarin like a bolt. Dash was just as aroused by this as he was.
Her face was ablaze with lust as she licked her lips, eyeing his attentive soldier. She looked down and put a hoof to her own rotund barrel, giving it a slow rub as she looked back upon Soarin's swollen frame.
Before Soarin had a chance to say anything, she opened her mouth, let out her saliva-laden tongue, and ran it along the length of his erection. This sent his body into shivers, the lights in Dash's apartment seemed to be dimming and brightening on their own as his brain was sent into sensory overload. Soarin craned his head back and let out a long moan.
"Ooh, sweet Celestia. Rainbow... do you actually want to-"
Dash didn't even give Soarin the chance to finish his sentence, "You bet your flank I do."
Soarin could feel his wings unfurling by themselves as Dash hopped on top of his rotund midsection, her own swollen barrel meeting his. Leaning forward, she locked her lips with his as they embraced themselves. Soarin repositioned himself as his wings dug into the couch cushions, shifting downwards as the two continued their deep kissing. Dash's tongue wrestled with Soarin's, the tastes of the evening intertwining with each other. Dash broke off first, throwing her mane back with a hoof and then placing it atop her stomach.
"Here," she huffed, spinning around on top of Soarin's gut, again putting her attention towards his erect member. Soarin was presented with Rainbow's glistening marehood, a light trickle of her juices seeping out as she bent back over, "Give me your best, trooper."
Soarin was more than happy to oblige. As Dash began licking his erection, Soarin leaned in and gave her glowing button a light kiss. He felt her body tense up as he softly suckled her button, more of her fluids now trickling out of her marehood. Rainbow then put the majority of his length down her muzzle just as Soarin was about to give her needy licks a lick. The unexpected sensation almost had him bite half of his tongue off as shivers of pleasure shot up his spine. Attempting to hold himself together, he let out his tongue and began licking her moist lips.
As the two began the process of eating themselves out, together, they appeared to resemble a rotund yin yang symbol in the position they were in. Soarin had a hard time trying to keep Dash's swollen frame within his grasp, her flanks slowly bellowing out around his head as her own gassiness increased. He no longer felt his own pressure, he was too lost in the pleasure he was receiving from Rainbow. Rainbow on the other hoof was lost in her own dreamscape as she continued to suckle away at Soarin's attentive soldier. Soarin gave Dash's hot marehood a light breath of cool air through pursed lips, sending her body into overdrive. Dash suckled even harder, making a familiar feeling begin building up in his lions.
"D-Dash, honey, I-I'm close-" he stuttered.
"Mmm-mmf! Mmf!" she muffled in response.
Taking it as a sign of, 'Me too!' Soarin returned to pleasing Dash, massaging her soaking lips and suckling her swollen nub. His loins built up even more as he then felt Dash suddenly tense up within his grasp, her marehood then seizing up, and her letting out a squeal while his member was still in her mouth. Soarin then felt his loins lose their battle as he came with great magnitude, his load shooting down Rainbow's gullet. Dash continued, but slowed her suckling as Soarin laid back, gasping for air. The lights on in Dash's apartment slowly returned to their regular brightness in his eyes as Dash herself let go of his pleased member with a soft pop from her lips.
Sitting up on top of Soarin's still-bloated frame, she looked back at Soarin, her eyes still letting on that she was not done yet. Upon seeing those lustful cerise eyes, he felt himself slowly get worked up again. Putting a forearm back, he wanted to push himself back up into a sitting up position. Instead, he nearly butted heads with Rainbow as he flew forward. He then remembered his gas attack, looking down upon his bloated barrel. He put a hoof upon the couch cushion and pushed, leaving himself almost floating away from the couch. He didn't get far, only about an inch or two before plopping back down with Dash still sitting upright between his sprawled out legs, a forearm draped across the upper curve of her drum tight belly.
"Hehe, guess we're both having a helium attack from the food we ate," chuckled Dash, "I've got some pills for that, but... they're in my bedroom. Come on, big guy." She pushed herself off the couch, only needing a flap or two to get airborne as her own ballooned body provided more than enough lift itself. Soarin followed suit, floating up and embracing Dash. Together, they again locked lips as they slowly pushed off to the bedroom, floating out of the living room and past the kitchen.
Soarin let out a hoof and stopped them before Dash's head collided with the door frame to her bedroom. Guiding them through, he pushed them to the left, towards Rainbow's bed. They both landed silently and softly onto her bed, still in the warm embrace they were in the living room with. Again, Dash broke off their locked lips, sitting atop of Soarin's ballooned barrel. As they both barely weighed anything with the amount of gas they each had, Soarin couldn't imagine how he felt if Dash had her full body weight atop of his drum tight frame. The pressure would have been immense, his belly going to burst as Rainbow laid atop of him, sinking in as her body acted as the pin to his pin cushion self...
"Thinking up good things, big boy?" teased Dash in a sultry voice, "You must be since you seem to be getting ready for more..."
Soarin tried to process what she meant, before coming to the realization that he was erect again. Did... did he like those thoughts of being popped like an overfilled balloon? Was the pressure playing tricks with his sex drive again?
"... oh who in the name of Tartarus cares!" he yelled mentally. In a swift move, he flipped Dash around, swapping positions with her. He wings immediately unfurled, her face lighting up with a wide, open smile as well as a deep blush to go along with the rush of energy Soarin suddenly showed.
"Oh yes!" she screamed, "Ride me, cowpony! Ride me!"
Soarin was more than happy to oblige. He guided his soldier into her awaiting lips, penetrating her wet wall. She gasped loudly, her round belly getting even rounder with the sudden breath. Soarin began pumping Rainbow at a slow clip, gaining speed as the lights again began to dim and brighten in his vision. Dash gripped the backboard of her bed in her hooves as she was pushed up against it by Soarin's pounding. Soarin wanted to lock on again with Rainbow's lips, but their position combined with their bulging bellies prevented them from getting close. Soarin continued pumping, Dash continued moaning.
"S-So-Soar-" she gasped loudly, "Soar-Soarin-babe--oh goddess--wait-"
Soarin was almost lost to his own train of thoughts as his marefriend's pleas finally broke through. He slowed his pace significantly, but he still continued the grind.
"S-spin me over, babe," she said between breaths, "I-I think I'm close... sweet Celestia this feels good..."
Soarin pulled himself out and let Rainbow set herself up. She rolled onto her blimped belly, set her hind legs up as high as they could go and set her forelegs down. Soarin approached, lifting up her prismatic tail and giving it a soft, playful tug. Rainbow gasped again, looking back around her puffy body to Soarin's own. Her face was once again flushed, her mouth open and her cerise eyes half-laden, transmitting a signal that translated in Soarin's mind to: "Rut me. Rut me GOOD."
Soarin leaned up onto Dash's back, his belly providing a pleasant soft cushion atop of her flank as he once again mounted her. He felt his soldier once again slip through her soaking lips, flaring up inside as her velvety cushion once again caressed his member. Letting out a long sigh of pleasure, he continued his grind, this time savoring it. Rainbow moaned loudly, placing her muzzle into her bed sheets to attempt to contain herself. Soarin was on repeat mode, letting his member almost all the way out before slowly pumping his way back in.
Looking around, he was surprised to suddenly see them both floating in the middle of Dash's bedroom.. while having sex. Dash still had a grip on the bed sheets, but her hind quarters and Soarin entirely were totally airborne. He tried his hardest to keep his concentration up, but Dash's warmth was making it hard for him to keep his form as he performed his long strokes. Dash's moans were becoming increasingly worrisome as she was almost yelling out various obscenities, most of them relating to or including the princess. If he was still in uniform he would take offense to it, but last he checked it was almost in tatters back in the living room.
"Oh g-goddess, Soarin, babe, ah," she cried, "I'm close! K-keep going!"
Soarin continued his pace, making his pumps a tad more forceful. He caressed Rainbow's pillowy flanks, peppering them with kisses. Dash lost her grip on her bed sheets, letting the rest of her join Soarin in midair. Not knowing what to do with her hooves anymore, she resorted to rubbing her ballooned stomach. Soarin could feel Rainbow's muscles begin to tighten around his member as he continued his march, his own loins beginning to flare up.
"Oh C-Celes-ti-AH!"
Just then, a wave of warmth and wetness met Soarin's pulsing member. This was the push that began the feeling in his own loins going nuts again. Leaning up, he quickened his pace as he felt the pleasure build once again. Placing a hoof on top of his bloated barrel that was bouncing atop of Rainbow's flanks, he let out a long, increasing moan. Just then, he felt his manhood tighten up, and his loins expel the seed that had been gathering at the gates. The waves of release had the blood in all of his extremities seemingly vanish as he felt himself almost go numb, leaving only the pulses of pleasure wash over him. He leaned down on Dash's back, gasping for air. Dash bent around and nuzzled him on the nose, the two gasping as if air was in extremely short supply.
The two slowly drifted down, back onto the bed as they both slowly regained grips on reality. Soarin sprawled out on the bed next to Dash, the two gazing at each others fatigued faces. The two shared a kiss, leaning in closer and closer before their gas filled bodies, again, prevented them from getting any further. Dash rolled over to her night stand, reaching down to the cabinet door and pulling out a green bottle with the words, "Gas Away," printed on the side. She opened the bottle and turned it upside down. Plunking down onto her awaiting hoof was one pill, and one pill only. Peering inside, she could see that the bottle was empty.
Throwing the bottle away, she turned to Soarin with the singular pill in hoof, and said, "Well big guy... who wants it more?"
