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  1. "Um...ooh...come on, Fluttershy." Fluttershy muttered to herself, frantically looking around Discord's ordinary home. "What would Discord do...what would Discord do..." she repeated. Her kind, teal eyes scanned this way and that, before lighting up as she looked at the table, set with all of Discord's fancy teacups and saucers. "That's it!" she exclaimed.
  2.  
  3. Discord sat, despondently, slowly fading away. He blinked slowly, then lazily looked down as the yellow pegasus approached the table. She gently set one of the teacups aside, and then picked up a saucer with one hoof. She held it up, and then gently bonked herself on the head with it. It made a dull pinging sound.
  4.  
  5. "Oof!" she said quietly, flinching one eye shut at the impact. Then, she gave a sweet grin and spread her forelegs wide, as if to say 'ta-da!'. Discord stared at her, deadpan, and slowly blinked. He faded away a little bit more. "Oh no! Oh no, oh no, it's not enough! Um..." she said, looking around the room more urgently, biting her lip. She ran over to a bookshelf with decorative pots, urns, jars, and other things on it. She stood up on her hind legs and reached up for a pot, tipping it towards her with a hoof. The pot tilted outwards, teetering on the shelf until it tumbled off the end, hitting Fluttershy on the head with a dull BONK. "Ouch!" she grunted, as the pot bounced off of her silky pink mane and thudded to the floor, unharmed. Fluttershy rubbed the spot where it hit her, sorely, before throwing her forelegs wide and smiling, hopefully. Discord remained unimpressed. "Ooooh..." Fluttershy said, worriedly, "This would be so much easier in his old home...if only this new house wasn't so...so...ordinary..." she said.
  6.  
  7. Her face perked up in shock as a cracking sound came from behind her. A support on the shelf she'd just tipped the pot off of cracked, and then snapped, tilting the whole thing down towards her.
  8.  
  9. CRASH!
  10. CRASH!
  11. CRASH!
  12. CRASH!
  13.  
  14. Fluttershy flinched as a series of pots rolled off and shattered over her head, each one bigger than the last. A clear glass vase landed directly over her head, stuffing it inside with a dull THUNK. Fluttershy's squished face grimaced against the surface of the glass, her eyes trying to blink themselves back to clearer vision. Then, another pot. WHUNK! The vase shoved itself further down her body, cramming the poor pegasus' body up into it down to her hips. Her hind legs and long, silky pink tail staggered around dizzily, the vase containing the whole rest of her body swaying on top of it, before another pot fell. WHUNK! The lip of the vase touched the floor, wobbling on the rim for a bit before it stopped, upright. Fluttershy's eyes opened and blinked, dazed, looking out of the painfully small container that she'd been stuffed into. Then, SMASH! A bowling ball fell on top of that, shattering the vase and resting on top of a thick yellow cushion of Fluttershy that bulged out of the sides. Discord blinked. Then turned his head and watched, seemingly more interested.
  15.  
  16. The ball stirred, and then started slowly rising, lifted by two zig-zagging, flattened forelegs. The whole pile shuddered, and then POP! She popped back to three dimensions, sitting on her hindquarters.
  17.  
  18. "Tah D-Daahahh..." she slurred, swaying drunkenly, her blue eyes twirling around dizzily. She reached a hoof over and set the bowling ball back on a lower shelf before staggering her way back over to Discord, her wings flapping behind her. "S-See, Discord? There'ses nnnothin to it..." she muttered, and then fell face-first beside the coffee table. TONG! She tipped the edge of the silver platter as she fell, seesawing the other end up and catapulting the entire tea set up into the air. Discord looked up at the flying tea set. The noise snapped Fluttershy out of it and she quickly opened her eyes and bolted upright. She gasped in horror at the sight of his nice dishware flying through the air, her pupils narrowing. She zipped forward, forelegs outreached, and caught a couple saucers, then more up her arms, then caught teacups on saucers, more teacups, saucers on teacups, bending and ducking this way and that as they clanked and wobbled precariously together in higher and higher piles. She shot a hind leg out to catch a teacup on one hoof, then one of her wings, then the other. She flinched as she threw her head back and a saucer landed right on the tip of her dainty nose, spinning rapidly on its rim. She hopped backward on one hind leg, carefully balancing stacks of cups on three legs, her wings, and her nose as they swayed this way and that, gritting her teeth nervously.
  19.  
  20. POIK!
  21.  
  22. Her face immediately fell in surprise, her pupils shrinking in pain. She backed right into a cactus, set in the corner, several long needles sinking into her lean, yellow buttcheeks. She let out a small, subdued squeak as one of her eyelids twitched.
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  24. "yyyYYYAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" she shrieked, leaning her head back and belting it out, and then she immediately shot forward, letting all the dishware stacked on her fall and smash to the ground. "AAAAAHHHHHH-ULP!" she said, flying forward and catching the still-airborne teapot in her mouth spout-first. Her wings idly flapped as she stared at the metal object with confusion, before- WHAM! She ran straight into a wall. She staggered backwards, dazed, and fell on her butt. "Ulp! Ulp! Ulp! Ulp! Ulp! Ulp!" she started gulping down the piping-hot tea. Her eyes widened and beads of sweat formed on her concerned brow. A furious red tint started creeping up her face, up her bulging cheeks, as more sweat started pouring down off of her, two wisps of steam wafting out of her ears.
  25. "Ulp...ulp...ulp..." she just about finished it off, her eyes shut tight, before- BWOOOOOOOOO! The lid of the teapot shot off and a geyser of steam blew out of it, wailing like a train's steam whistle. Fluttershy blew and blew until she couldn't blow any more. She spat the teapot out, took a long, deep breath, before softly screaming. "HHHOOOOOOOOOOOT!" she shouted. She flapped her wings unevenly, flailed her legs around, and belly flopped on the carpet, scrambling to her hooves, trying so hard to zoom into the kitchen that it was like each part of her body was trying to leave the others behind to get there first. She flapped up, her legs galloping in mid-air, panting gouts of steam, before she crashed back down to the floor, tangling her legs on a ribbed hose, and then falling and sitting on a metal cylinder, clicking a metal "on" switch with her butt.
  26.  
  27. *click*
  28. vvvrrrRRRRRRR...
  29.  
  30. The thing droned to life, golden-colored magic working the pump. Fluttershy looked at the thing, straddling it between her legs, as the shop vac whirred away, vibrating and shaking as the hose whipped aimlessly around. She scrambled off of it, a hind hoof stepping on it and slipping as it rolled away on its wheels, causing her to fall back on her face as it dutifully whirred away behind her, the hose whipping around and latching onto the tip of her long, silky tail, sucking it down into the hose. Fluttershy tried to gallop as fast as she could, her hooves skidding uselessly on the carpet, before she flopped on her belly, clawing at the carpet with her hooves as she was dragged further and further away from the sink that was visible from the kitchen doorway. She panted, puffs of steam coming from her mouth and steam still rising from her ears, and then grit her teeth and blushed as something latched right onto her butt. She rolled around to her back to see that the shop vac had completely sucked up her tail and was now trying to consume her hindquarters. She squeaked in alarm and grabbed the hose, pulling it away from her. It gave, releasing a length of her tail, before sucking right back on. She pulled harder, playing tug-of-war with her tail, until she'd almost freed her long, silky tail from it. She pulled, and pulled, until it finally released her.
  31.  
  32. THUNK!
  33.  
  34. And then immediately latched itself on her muzzle. "MM-MMMNGH!" she muffled, her wide eyes looking cross-eyed down at the vacuum wand on her face. She grabbed the hose with two hooves and started pulling, tugging her face with it, pulling harder and harder, but her face stretched outwards like yellow taffy, groaning like rubber, out to full foreleg's length. She tilted her head back, shutting her eyes tight, but the vacuum wouldn't let her face go. Then, WHAP! She lost her grip and her face snapped back, whacking in the face with the wand and toppling her over. She scrambled over to the body of the vacuum itself and began pawing at it with a hoof, in a panic, trying to turn it off. Her hoof missed the switch, slipped down, and instead hit a dial setting the speed from "light carpet" to its maximum setting, "hurricane". Fluttershy's eyes looked down in pleading horror at her mistake as the machine suddenly roared to life, jittering and shaking as it sucked as hard as it possibly could. Fluttershy's eyes widened as she grabbed the hose, flopping onto her stomach. Her ribs became visible on her slender midsection as it gott thinner and thinner and thinner. Her eyes screwed up, pleadingly, and her face began to fade from yellow to an unhealthy shade of blue. She kicked her hind legs and beat one of her hooves against the floor in a panicked tantrum. Then- FOOMP! The leg beating the carpet sucked itself into her body. Fluttershy looked over, alarmed, at the hoof wiggling nervously against her body. Then- FOOMP! Her other foreleg did the same. FOOMP! FOOMP! Her hind legs sucked into her body. Her wings were as thin as paper and began to curl and roll themselves inward like one of Pinkie's party blowers, settling to a stop against her back like two tiny scrolls. Fluttershy's face turned from blue to purple as her whole body started scrunching up, her hindquarters moving closer to her head as her midsection crumpled up and pleated like an accordian, making a noise not unlike a soda can being slowly crunched. The little butterflies of her cutie mark withered up, getting thinner and thinner. Her eyes crossed and the purple spread to her entire body, a scrunched up mess on the end of the vacuum. Slowly, lazily, her long, pink tail lifted up. It flopped forward, onto the vacuum, and began feeling around the surface, like a hand. It brushed against the metal switch, paused, then moved over it, feeling the metal "off" switch. It swept towards Fluttershy, trying to flip the switch. The switch was too stiff, and it couldn't manage. It wrapped itself around the switch and pulled as hard as it could, until- CLICK! It switched from "suck" to "off". And then CLICK! from "off" to "blow".
  35.  
  36. Fluttershy's eyes uncrossed and blinked upward in surprise as her cheeks suddenly puffed up and air filled her lungs. She faded from purple back to her normal, healthy yellow color, extending back outwards like an accordian.
  37.  
  38. THIP!
  39. THIP!
  40.  
  41. Her wings unfurled and filled back out.
  42.  
  43. THOOP!
  44. THOOP!
  45. THOOP!
  46. THOOP!
  47.  
  48. Her legs popped back outwards, one by one. She batted her long eyelashes, blinking and looking at the vacuum in surprise as it pumped more and more air into her body. Her long, silky tail began to stir. Her rump rose upward, wobbling as air flowed into it. Discord looked down at her, his eyes moving to her rear, and noticed her tail start gyrating around and around and around hypnotically as the little yellow pegasus began to balloon up. He turned more opaque, raising an eyebrow.
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  50. "Mmmm...mmmm-hmmmmg..." Fluttershy mumbled, uneasily, as her belly filled with air beneath her, bulging against the floor, while her flanks and rump expanded behind her, raising up higher in the air. She flapped her wings nervously and reached her forelegs out towards the vaccuum as she began to rise off the floor. Her hooves trembled in place, just barely out of reach of the off switch as she kept swelling with air. "Mmmmngh...mm-hmmm! MM-HMMM! MM-HMMMMMPH!" she squealed as she began frantically waggling her forelegs, trying to shut it off. Around, around, and around her tail went, her huge, ballooning buttcheeks rising higher and higher towards the ceiling.
  51.  
  52. THUMP!
  53. THUMP!
  54.  
  55. Her adorable blue eyes looked down pleadingly as her nervously kicking hind legs forced themselves rigidly outwards and then puffed up with air like big, fat yellow marshmallows.
  56.  
  57. THOOMP!
  58. THOOMP!
  59.  
  60. Her wings slowed their nervous flapping as they both suddenly expanded like latex gloves. She watched her forelegs force themselves back to her sides, swinging around until they stuck straight outwards, and then filled with air.
  61.  
  62. "MM-HM-HMMPH! MM-HM-HMMPH! MM-HM-HMMMMMPH!" she whined as her once trim body billowed outwards like a giant, yellow balloon. Discord's eyes followed her, his mismatched pupils travelling up, up, up as her body kept on blowing up and up and up, pushing the coffee table closer to him. Her big, wobbling buttcheeks reached higher and higher, past his head toward the ceiling. The pagasus' body had grown so big and so round that she acquired a rubbery, ballooney sheen that reflected the tasteful light fixtures of his living room. "Mmmmmmph...mmMMMMMMPH!" Fluttershy squealed as her trembling cheeks bulged up almost as big as her head, her body almost straight upwards, her huge, inflated appendages splayed out in all directions. Her body quivered from the mounting air pressure. "mmmMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMG--" she squeaked, her eyes shutting tight, before finally--
  63.  
  64. POOOOOOM!
  65.  
  66. "-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Fluttershy squeaked in a soft, dainty, sustained scream, while her gigantic body rocketed around Discord's living room.
  67.  
  68. CRASH! She shattered one of his vases.
  69. SMASH! She knocked over the remaining stacks of teacups.
  70. CRACK! She bounced off of the wall, breaking all of the picture frames.
  71.  
  72. Discord watched her twirl and zip around, a wicked little smile curling up on his fanged lips, and he turned more and more opaque. She took a turn, and Discord watched as two giant, bouncing orbs of Fluttershy's overinflated rump were headed straight for his face.
  73.  
  74. SQRK!
  75.  
  76. Fluttershy suddenly felt a large talon and paw sink themselves into her comparitively huge rump, holding her in place.
  77.  
  78. SQRK...CREEEE...GRNNNN...RRRRKKK...
  79.  
  80. The big, clasping hands gently turned her over, sinking into her ballooney hide, until suddenly she was face to face with Discord, now nearly completely opaque, giving her that familiar smug, mischievous grin of his. Fluttershy blinked her kind, blue eyes, batting her long eyelashes as she did so, while her mouth continue to sputter and babble away, expelling air with the farty deflating sound of a balloon as she did so. Then, Discord reached a talon up and delicately punched her mouth shut, stopping the airflow and puffing up her cheeks. She crossed her eyes, looking at his talons, then back up at him, delicately and buoyantly bobbing in place like a balloon.
  81.  
  82. "Well excuuuuuuse you, young lady." Discord said, his nose held haughtily in the air. Fluttershy blinked in surprise up at him. "I know you can be a big ol WINDBAG sometimes, but if you have to BREAK wind aaaaall over my nice living room, the least you could say is 'oh my, ex-CUSE me!'" he said, mimicking her voice perfectly. Fluttershy blinked again, before her eyes widened in horror and then looked away, miserably as blush burned bright red all over her face. "Oh, still burning up?" he said, raising an eyebrow. "Figured the coooool breeze would've taken care of that problem." he raised his paw up and snapped his fingers. Fluttershy's eyes perked wide open as her whole body bounced in surprise, bobbing on the end of Discord's pinching fingers. "Oooooh, poor, poor Fluttershy..." he said, resting his head in his paw, drumming his fingers against his face. Fluttershy's eye twitched as her whole body trembled and shivered in his grasp, that red tint rising up her face as beads of sweat started forming on her brow again, steam puffing out of her ears. "Feeling a little ss-ss-ssSTEAMY?" he asked. Her big, blue eyes looked up at him pleadingly over big, trembling, sweating red cheeks, and she made a muffled squeak. "You know what steam does to cute little balloons like you, don't you?" he asked her, lifting one finger to boop her on the nose with. A low, hollow-sounding FWOOOOOOOOOSH sound reverberated from inside her big, globular belly. More little beads of sweat began to dot the vast, round surface of her swollen body, and she started slowly expanding more and more. She shut her eyes tight, sweat dripping from her face, as more and more steam started puffing out of her ears. "Aaaaawwww...What's'a matter?" Discord cooed at her. She looked up at him again, pleadingly, tears brimming in her big, blue eyes. "Feeling a little...under pressure?" he asked. She gently nodded her head, her huge, inflating body bobbing behind her. "Poor baby." he cooed, stroking her silky mane out of her face and tucking it behind one of her reddened, steaming ears. Her body made a deep, rubbery groan as it continued to slowly inflate. "Here, why don't you let off a little steam?" he asked, releasing her. She bobbed in midair for a moment, her lips puckered shut, and her eyes widened in surprise, before-
  83.  
  84. PPPFPFFFFFFFBLPBLFPBLFPBLBPFBLPFLB
  85.  
  86. She deflated away, her big, round body twirling around butt-first, before she squeezed through the door of the kitchen, leaving a wispy trail of steam behind her.
  87.  
  88. "BWA! HAHAHAHA HA HA ha ha! HA! Hahahahaha!" Discord cackled gleefully, turning completely opaque, as his long, serpentine body writhed on its back across his sofa, kicking his legs around.
  89.  
  90. Fluttershy flew across the kitchen, expelling the last of the air inside of her as she skidded backwards across the floor and then slammed backwards into the kitchen counter. She shot to her hind hooves, her face bright head, tongue hanging out of her mouth, trying to fan herself off with her hooves while she panted steam. She saw the sink and started messing with the faucet. She throttled the thing, grabbing onto it with her hooves and jerking it up and down, swiveling it left and right, so panicked she couldn't figure out how to work it. Her hooves found their way down to the handles and she quickly turned them, and water poured out of the spigot into the sink. She quickly shoved a hoof in her mouth and yanked her tongue out, stretching it out across the sink and letting the water cascade over it, hissing as steam rose from her still-burning tongue.
  91.  
  92. "Hahg...hagh...hah...hggh...haaaaaaghh..." Fluttershy sighed, her kind, blue eyes screwing up and crossing in rapturous relief. Water continued to pour over it, filling the sink. The water level rose and rose, reaching the top and overflowing, splashing onto the floor. Fluttershy released her tongue and it snapped back inside her mouth. She shook it off. "Ooh. That feels so much bette- eeehh whaaa!" she exclaimed, her face returning to panic as her hind hooves slid on the slick, wet tile floor. Her hind legs jerked this way and that, trying to maintain her balance, her wings flapping uneasily. She windmilled her forelegs around and grasped for anything she could hold onto. She felt something and held on tight, yanking the strings to the blinds over the kitchen window. She slipped backwards before slipping and falling on her butt, thudding against a washtub and yanking the blinds open. The curtain strings tangled on the handle to the wringer before she fell and knocked it forcefully with her butt, causing the whole handle to spin and spin, tangling itself up in the string. Fluttershy blinked in surprise. "Oh, Fluttershy, you're such a...klutz..." she said to herself. She tried to get back up, slowly and carefully, but before she could fully regain her balance, something tugged her on her tail, causing her to slip again. As her hind legs ran, her hooves skidding fruitlessly on the wet floor, ready to fall over, she reached her forelegs up desperately, grabbing hold of the blinds on the window, and pulled them down.
  93.  
  94. The counterweight quickly retracted the strings, turning the handle on the wringer faster and faster before flinging off, leaving the handle spinning around. Fluttershy clung on as she was pulled harder and harder before losing her grip. The pink tip of her silky tail squeezed out the other side of the wringers like a ribbon, widening out to its full width before the flattened tips of Fluttershy's rear hooves pressed out from between the rollers on either side, flat as paper. Fluttershy scrabbled and clawed at the smooth, wet tile floor as the wringer slurped her into itself like a panicked spaghetti noodle, the handle spinning wildly around. She reached for the handle, trying to stop it as her flanks and belly were pulled in. More and more of her flattened, yellow body extruded out of the rollers and into the soapy washtub, working its way down her slender midsection, both of her flat wings spread out wide. She desperately reached her forelegs out and waggled her hooves around, squeaking, as her head squashed between the rollers and disappeared between them, leaving only two desperately flailing hooves as her pink mane squeezed out of the back. She disappeared up to the wiggling tips of her hooves, which both squished between the rollers until there was nothing left to squeeze flat. With a gentle *pop*, Fluttershy curled upward and drifted out of the washtub, splayed out and flat as a sheet of paper from nose to tail. She wafted back, and forth, drifting gently back to the floor as lightly and daintily as a feather. She slid across the smooth floor, drifting to a stop with her long, flat tail curled upwards. It uncurled, falling back down and coming to rest on an electrical socket.
  95.  
  96. BBZZZZZZZ-TZZZZZZZZZ-TZZZZZZZZ!
  97.  
  98. Fluttershy immediately sprang up, stiff as a board, and popped back to three dimensions, electricity crackling and coursing through her wet body, her winged, equine skeleton glowing as bright as a neon sign. The lights dimmed as she jittered and twitched, her teeth chattering together, her long, pink mane and tail standing on end with electricity arcing between them, before CRACK! She shot off of the socket and rocketed across the room, leaving a trail of smoke behind her. She smacked face-first into the opposite wall, her body giving and immediately scrunching down into a disk with her long, silky tail sticking out ramrod-stiff behind her, giving her the appearance of a plunger stuck against the wall. Then, her tail fell limp, drifting back down. She accordianed off the wall like a slinky, her body lengthening out and flopping butt-first on two of the flaming stove elements. She sat, drunkenly staring off into space while her eyes swam in opposite directions. She shook it off and perked up, trembling, biting her lip as the sound of sizzling bacon filled the kitchen.
  99.  
  100. "A-HAAAAAHHHHHH!" she screeched, softly, leaping up and clutching her smoking rump with her forehooves. Her flapping wings kept her suspended in mid-air as she kicked her hind legs around wildly, spiral-shaped grill marks branded onto each buttcheek. She looked down at the sink, which was still running and overflowing with water. She flapped over and plunged her rump deep into the sink, perking up again as she splashed more water across the floor and the water hissed and bubbled. Her lip trembled and a choked squeak escaped her mouth.
  101.  
  102. "AAAAAAAH-HA-HA-HA-HA-HAH! AAAAAHHHH!" she screeched, splashing right back out of the water, numerous forks and small knives sticking out of her steaming buttcheeks, hooves flailing around.
  103.  
  104. DONG!
  105.  
  106. She flew straight into a hanging pan rack, scrunching against the ceiling, before flopping butt-first back on the counter, cutlery scattering everywhere, teetering dizzily.
  107.  
  108. PING!
  109.  
  110. A pan, shaken loose, bounced off of her head, causing her to flinch and stiffen up,
  111.  
  112. PANG!
  113. PONG!
  114. DING!
  115. PRANG!
  116. PING!
  117.  
  118. she winced, recoiling down with each impact on her head. She opened her eyes and grinned stupidly, little tweeting birds and butterflies circling her head. Then, she teetered backward, falling heavily over the sink and running faucet. She panted, staring at the ceiling, thankful that this was finally over.
  119.  
  120. DOONK!
  121.  
  122. One last frying pan landed square on her stomach. "Hoof-mph!" Fluttershy exclaimed as she reflexively curled inwards, her mouth latching onto the extendable hose of the faucet. "Ulp ulp ulp ulp ulp ulp ulp ulp..." Fluttershy gulped water down, her cheeks swelling up big and full, and she blinked her eyes in surprise. She looked at the faucet in front of her face and her eyes widened, in horror. "MMMMMP- ulp ulp -MMM-HMMPH! Ulp ulp ulp!"she gurgled. Her trim, yellow belly filled with water, ballooning upwards and lifting the last frying pan laying across her stomach up with it. Fluttershy frantically gulped water down, her throat bobbing up and down and her bulging cheeks wobbling on either side of her face. Her hooves frantically grabbed around the faucet, reaching up and trying to turn the faucet off, while her distended belly swelled with water, getting bigger and bigger, as big as an overripe pumpkin. The pan went from laying on her flat tummy to balancing on the crest of her increasingly round belly before sliding off and clattering on the floor. Her flanks ebbed across the counter as her hips and rump puffed up rounder and softer with water, her growing buttcheeks pressing against the countertop. She creaked like stretching rubber as she fattened up, inflating wider and rounder across the wide kitchen counter. She desparately beat one forehoof against it, her wings trying to flap underneath her fattening body. With great effort she managed to sit up, and her yellow wings started beating furiously. She lifted off, up and away from the sink, the hose trailing after her, her huge, waterlogged body swaying heavily in the air. She cringed, gulping down water as her wings struggled and failed to support all the water weight, and she fell, her water-filled buttcheeks slapping heavily on the tile floor like two plump waterballoons before she flopped onto her back, her belly jostling back and forth at the motion.
  123.  
  124. She grasped at the hose, kicking her thickening, jiggling hind legs around, and pulled. She pulled with all her might until her face stretched out with it like rubber. Great, big gulps of water travelled down her stretched-out muzzle in a series of round bulges. She gave up, her muzzle snapping back to her face. Her kind, blue eyes looked down worriedly as she grabbed at the hose, feebly kicking her hind legs up towards the hose that rested across her rising, ballooning, round belly, past her belly button, before draping off of her the curvature of her stomach, pumping up towards the ceiling and lifting the hose higher and higher away from the floor. With one outward swing she clasped the hose between her hind hooves, grabbed with her forehooves and tried to pull with all fours. Her waterlogged midsection filled up, and up, and up as she continued gulping water down, rising as high as she normally was tall, distending as high up as the countertop. Her belly bulged up on either side of the hose that began constricting down on her tighter and tighter, her belly trying to lift the hose up but her rear hooves keeping it held down. Her eyes were shut tight and her legs trembled from exertion as the hose pulled itself out from between her rear hooves harder and harder, and her legs were forcing themselves further and further apart as she guzzled down water and swelled, and swelled, and swelled. She finally lost her grip as her and her fattening legs flopped slack against the floor.
  125.  
  126. Then, they started rising off the floor, growing rigid. The water inside her was running out of places to go. Her legs stuck straight out, pumping up fuller and tighter with water. She waggled them, feebly, before she couldn't move them anymore, completely turgid. Her kind, blue eyes bugged out and stared blankly and mutely into space over enormously bulging cheeks. Now she was nothing more than a huge, wobbling water balloon, gulping, gulping, gulping, and growing bigger, and bigger, and bigger. Her belly button swayed slowly and lazily around with her jostling body as it inched closer and closer to the ceiling. Her hooves trembled stiffly at her bulging sides with water pressure. Her whole creaking, groaning, gurgling, gigantic body quivered as her contact with the ground grew smaller and smaller, getting more and more spherical. The butterflies on her cutie marks grew rounder and rounder, looking like balloons with wings. Her belly button mashed against the ceiling, and then she began to spread outward, squeezed between the ceiling and floor, her creaking, yellow hide stretching dangerously tight as it took up nearly half the kitchen.
  127.  
  128. PSSSSSSSSS!
  129.  
  130. A tiny, highly pressurized jet of water started leaking from between her lips and the hose.
  131.  
  132. PSSSSSSS!
  133. PSSSSSSS!
  134.  
  135. Then another, and another. More leaks sprang until water was spraying like a sprinkler head from between her enormous, jiggling cheeks. She gurgled, her immense body shivering, her gulping slowing down as the pressure became unbearable and then finally the hose popped out--
  136.  
  137. POOSH!
  138.  
  139. A wave of water came crashing out of the kitchen doorway and nearly instantly filled the living room, sweeping furniture off of its feet, knocking over shelves. All of the furniture floated, and the neat, tidy, and utterly ordinary house that Discord had built was now completely underwater. Discord himself remained seated, despite floating upside down. He was completely opaque. A stream of bubbles rose up next to him. A mischievous look furrowed his brow and his fanged mouth curled upwards into a grin. He reached a talon upwards and snapped, underwater. A rubber plug in the middle of the living room floor that wasn't there before stretched upwards and then popped out of the drain hole. Water drained from ceiling to floor, swirling around the drain. As the surface of the water lapped around the walls, Fluttershy's limp body drifted in with the water in the kitchen, face-down, and then sprawled on the soggy carpet as the last of the water drained away. The soaking wet pegasus lay there, motionless, until one of her legs moved, and she slowly started getting up, her legs shaking and hair hanging limp and wet off of her. She slowly rose up, reaching up for a strap on the wall to pull herself up. She pulled herself to her feet, looking around the room until she found the completely opaque Discord, golf clapping for her while sitting on thin air where the couch was.
  140.  
  141. "T-Ttt..." Fluttershy started, woozily, "Ta d-
  142.  
  143. WHAM!
  144.  
  145. Before she could finish, the strap she was holding onto gave and the hideaway bed she was standing in front of swung down, smashing her beneath it. The bed remained for a moment, and then swung back up into the wall, leaving a coin-shaped Fluttershy to rattle around on the floor like a manhole cover, before rolling to a stop, her kind, blue eyes spinning around dizzily. Then, a paw picked her up off the ground.
  146.  
  147. "Oh, well, alright. Very well! You've made a very convincing argument." Discord said, hiding his glee with dramatic aloofness. "I SUPPOSE we can have tea my way."
  148.  
  149. "Y-...yaaaaaay..." Fluttershy weakly cheered, her eyes still spinning.
  150.  
  151. --------
  152.  
  153. "I really must thank you, Fluttershy. Hoo! Haha ha! I can't tell you how much I look forward to your adorable antics on our little get-togethers." he said, picking the last cucumber sandwich off of the crumb-filled platter. He took it and fed it to Fluttershy. Her big, bulging cheeks were already packed full of countless other cucumber sandwiches and it wouldn't fit into her open, slackened mouth. Discord put one finger of his talon on it, pressing it in more and more, bulging Fluttershy's cheeks up further and further until his finger was past her lips, and then clamped her mouth shut with his other fingers, popping his index finger out of her mouth and licking it clean. Fluttershy blinked, exhausted and miserable, and stared off into space. She was enormously fat. Her huge, round, yellow belly was stuffed completely full of cucumber sandwiches that she had long since lost count of. The rounded curves of her fattened love handles went from her overstuffed belly to her back, which ran down to the two plump dimples above her long, silky tail, which draped across the two humongous, wobbling globes of her butt. Her massive rump was thick, wide, and soft enough to use as a couch, which is precisely was discord was doing. "You're so thoughtful!" Discord said, grinning sweetly and gave her a pat on her soft, plump cheek with his paw. He slithered back around her, tossing the empty tray like a frisbee, where it landed in a huge pile of countless others. Fluttershy grimaced and miserably chewed, chewed, and then gulped the whole mess down. Her eyes crossed, dizzily, her mouth hanging open and tongue lolling out of her mouth. Discord slithered back around her, his long, serpentine body trailing across her fat, round midsection. He looped completely around her and then squeezed, feeling his body sink into her soft, cushiony body and felt her fat bulge around him. The pressure triggered a rumbling gurgle from deep within Fluttershy which escaped her mouth as a dainty burp.
  154.  
  155. "E-...excuse me..." she mumbled.
  156.  
  157. "My goodness, Fluttershy, you little slob!" Discord said, grinning a fanged grin. Fluttershy blushed and let a fringe of her mane cover half her miserable face. "No, go ahead! Let it all out! Let yourself go!" he said, grabbing a handful of Fluttershy's soft, fat belly with a talon and jiggling it up and down. "This is a realm of Chaos, there's no need for manners, here!" he said, giving her girth a poke. "You did save me earlier, really, it's the LEAST I can do." he said, and snapped his fingers. A full platter of cucumber sandwiches appeared in the air next to him. "Another cucumber sandwich?" he asked. Fluttershy squeaked, fearfully. "You're a growing pony, after all, you need to eat!" he said, picking one up with his talon.
  158.  
  159. "Um...I-I think...m-maybe that's enough s-mm-hmhmmph." Fluttershy mumbled as a sandwich was shoved in her mouth.
  160.  
  161. "Sorry, I can't hear you when you're stuffing your face like that. But really, you think you know somepony! Ha ha! And when all pretenses of manners and civility go out the window, the first thing YOU do is abuse yourself in the most entertaining of ways, destroying my house in the process, before stuffing your fat, greedy little gut full of food until you're nothing but a biiiiig, rrrrround, fffffat flutterblimp! Haha haaa!"
  162.  
  163. "B-But... but-mmhmmph!" Fluttershy protested, blushing, before another cucumber sandwich was shoved into her mouth, puffing her cheeks up further. She blinked in dismay, half a sandwich still sticking out of her mouth.
  164.  
  165. "No no, THIS! Is who you truly are." he said, giving her a poke in her fat belly. "My big, gluttonous flutterblimp. If I'd known that you want to humiliate yourself for MY amusement, and stuff your cute, chubby little cheeks with enough food to feed all of Ponyville..." he said, pinching one of her round cheeks, making her wince away from him, "I would've suggested we do this months ago! How about we do this...mmmm...say, once a month. You can come over here, you can hurt and embarrass yourself however you want, judgment free..." Fluttershy hurriedly chewed and then swallowed.
  166.  
  167. "B-b-but- but-hmph!" Fluttershy stammered, before another cucumber sandwich was shoved in her mouth. She stared down, concerned and blushing, at the sandwich sticking out of her mouth.
  168.  
  169. "I found the butt stuff particularly inspired..." Discord said, slyly, with his talon held discretely against one side of his mouth. His serpentine body undulated and gave one of Fluttershy's giant buttcheeks a hearty SMACK! with his feathery tail that set it wobbling heftily and made the pegasus immediately perk up, squeaking through her cucumber sandwich, blush burning across her face and ears. "And afterwards, you can eat..." he said, picking up another sandwich. Fluttershy desperately swallowed.
  170.  
  171. "B-But I don't-HMPH!" she muffled as another one was shoved into her mouth.
  172.  
  173. "And eat..."
  174.  
  175. "But-...mmph...!"
  176.  
  177. "And eat!"
  178.  
  179. "Mmmphmm!"
  180.  
  181. "And eat, and eat, and eat, and eat, and eat to your heart's content!" Discord said, shoving one sandwich after another into Fluttershy's increasingly stretched-out, wobbling cheeks. "Take a load off! Let yourself go!" he said, tossing the platter like a frisbee, where it landed, clattering, in the pile with all the rest. "Belch, fart, make a mess! You KNOW you want to!" he said, slithering behind Fluttershy, hefting her tremendous belly up and letting it plop back on the floor, jostling. She looked down at her hugely fattened body with dread in her eyes. "I won't mind. Really! I won't!" he said, into her right ear. She feebly turned her head to look at him, worriedly. He slithered back behind her and she turned to look at him as he popped back up on her left side. "It's actually quite endearing. I never knew the spark of chaos was so...STRONG in you." he said, rubbing some crumbs off of her chubby cheek with the thumb of his paw. She chewed, blushing, and gulped her food down.
  182.  
  183. "D-Discord, ple-heeeeek!" she squealed as she felt a pressure wrap around her.
  184.  
  185. "So whattaya say?" he asked, wrapping himself around and around her and squeezing. Fluttershy whimpered as she felt him constrict her tighter, and tighter...and tighter..her eyes bugged wide open as her cheeks puffed up.
  186.  
  187. BWWWWWWHUAAAAAARRRRRRRRP!
  188. fffpprrrrrrrt!
  189.  
  190. "HA HAAAA! That's the spirit!" he said. Fluttershy's eyes and mouth were wide open with horror, her whole face blushing red-hot in embarrassment, her lips trembling. Discord reclined across her belly, resting his head in his talon and snapped his fingers with his paw, and another full platter of cucumber sandwiches appeared in the air next to him.
  191.  
  192. "Another cucumber sandwich?" he asked, picking one up with his paw. Fluttershy squeaked miserably and shrank away, whimpering and blushing, behind a lock of her pink hair.
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