Some like 'em large 6

>you sneeze
 >Awwwwww fuck!
>You stand outside Buttershy’s cottage, trying to compose yourself before making the plunge
>why do you always hype yourself out?
>it never fucking works! It’s just makes you feel like a bigger twat!
>…
>maybe this wasn’t the greatest idea…
>yeah, emotions were running high back in the shower, you’re being silly…
>Besides, after how long you’ve been rejecting her….
>god, you’ll never hear the end of it, from Anyp0ny!
>you turn and begin to walk away
>nope, not worth it…
>Wonder if the shops are still open…need to buy more soap-
>”DON’T YOU FUCK THIS UP FOR ME! I NEED THIS! WE NEED THIS!”
>ohhhhhhhh
>you pull your hair in frustration!
>he’s right you need to get this over and done with
>the only way to regain control is to appease him….
>to get your dick wet
>you do a 180 back towards the door
>you extend your fist and move to strike the door before you have any time to talk yourself out of it
>and the door pulls away before you can even make contact….
>in its place stands Fluttershy, looking more radiant than ever…
>she smiles at you
>”Good afternoon Anon.”

>Oh fuck!?
>was she waiting at the door the whole time!?
>Shit! Did you say anything weird….nope, just pranced about like an indecisive faggot
>you can’t help but stare at the pony…
>okay, get a grip….
“Hi Fluttershy…I was wondering…”
>you choke….
>Buttershy waits expectedly for you to finish
>but you can’t! You just can’t!
>ohhhhh fuck! you can’t just run!
>say something! ANYTHING!
“How’s your exercise going….”
>you look away and twiddle your thumbs
“N-not that I would care about your weight or anything…”
>Jee-zus Christ…
>why don’t you just start spouting Baka and Desu while you’re at it?
>maybe it would have been more dignified to run away with your tail between your legs after all…

>”Oh I think it’s been going great! In fact…”
>the p0ny does a little twirl, showing off her physique
>As she finishes her routine she halts where she started, her flab on the other hand tries to continue the circle, but on the realisation that it could not escape it’s master it settled on jiggling hypnotically before your eyes
>the p0ny smiles
>”I can already notice the difference”
>you can’t
>but then again you don’t exactly have control over your higher brain functions under fat hypnosis
>In fact….NO! Not now! You’re a man on a mission!
>but they’re so inviting…
>no! Fuck you brain! Don’t you turn on me as well!
>you notice the mare once again waiting for a response
>great, how long has she been looking at you going through a mental break down?
>just fucking say it
“t-that’s great…”
>wally-gee mister, that sure is a funny way of saying “would you like to go out some time”
>she smiles at you…
>awww fuck…
>you can’t help it, why can’t you help it!?
>you need to pet the fuck out of that adorable blubbermuffin!
>you place your hand on her head, her lard wrapping around it
>S-soft….
>warm…
>squeezable….
>it’s like all of her is a-
>wait! Don’t fucking squeeze!
>”BROTHER!!!!!!!”
>DICQUID!
>you recoil from the yellow whalep0ny as it suddenly gets far harder to stand comfortably
>you notice a look of surprise on her face
>this situation just got a lot harder to handle….


>Fuck you boner! We were in this together!
>”I need to get wet fast and words not fast enough! Direct intervention is necessary!”
>BETRAYER! SCOUNDREL!
>Shit! She’s waiting right there!
>All you can do is huddle down!
>words cannot even begin to describe how screwed you are!
>”Anon…are you okay?”
“Y-Yes! P-perfectly fine!
>ohshitohfuck
>”BROTHHEERRRRRR!”
>you feel yourself become more flustered
>just fucking ask and get out of here!!
>NOW
>”F-fluttershy…I-I w-was w-w-w-wondering-“
>”Anon you’re bright red!”
>no! has she noticed!?
>please god no…

“F-Fluttershy! I-I can explai-“
>you are interrupted by Buttershy’s hoof being placed upon your forehead….
>At thick layer of lard in front of your eyes, dangling from her leg…swaying….
>…yes master...
>Wait, no.
>”and you’re burning up!”
>get a grip! You can still pull this off!
>…god her hooves are so soft…
>”And you’re breathing heavy!”
>and that’s what I get…fuck you short attention span.
>the heavy mare removes her hoof from you head and looks at you
>no…come back…
>oh wait
>”Anon…”
>welp, was nice knowing you self-respect, we had an okay run…
>”did sitting in that pool all morning give you a cold?”
>you’re stunted…
>that is until you sneeze right in her face…
“S-sorry….”
>this is just shameful.
>”Right! That’s It mister you’re going to bed!”
“W-what!?”
>”YESSSSSS! YESSSSSSSSS!”
>”You can’t stay out sick! We need to get you to bed!”
“O-oh…”
>”come with me…”
>she begins walking towards your house
>No wait you need to finish this!
>Be a man!
>Be a horsefucker!
“B-but-Flut-”
>she turns and at a speed you didn’t think possible, her flab jiggling with the inertia of the movement and locks eyes with you
>that stare!
>you’re captivated!
>”No Buts mister!”
“Oh-okay….”
>she begins walking way again
“…mistress…”
>….
>great, now you have THAT fetish….
>fuck everything

>15 minutes later you are tucked into bed with a bowl of soup
>and for that 15 minutes you did nothing but spew spaghetti incoherently while Fluttershy fussed over a bloody cold…
>in your blanket prison the mare looks down on you…
>her weight pressing down on the mattress
>”There, now isn’t that better?” She singsongs
“Y-yes…”
>just fucking say it, you’re already a pathetic sack of shit anyway
>”Is there anything else you need?”
>Now say it, “Would you like to go out some time” it’s not hard
“Ummm…”
>Say it…
“Uhhh…”
>SAY IT!
…no?
>GOD FUCKING DANM IT!
>”Okay…get well soon anon…”
>she turns to level…you watch her every step of the way…
>you hear heavy steps on your stairs, on the floor and out the door
>followed by the sound of a door shutting
 >…
>Well Gee, I didn’t know you liked sucking dick so much!
>that was event was the single greatest display of faggotry you have ever had the displeasure of experiencing!
>and to make matters worse you’ve confirmed you can’t speak to the yellow seductress even when you WANT to give her the hot monkey dick!
>so fuck it, time to live a recluse
>cut ties, spite the sun
>just like old times
>you just don’t have the courage to face her….
>…
>courage?
>yes that’s it!
>you jump out of bed, gathering the unneeded knick-nacks and furniture
>with that fucking spa fiasco you don’t have any money for this next stunt if you want to be eating anything other than hay for the next while
>Besides, you’re only dolling the place up with this stuff.
>you place the stuff in the middle of your hall, ready for pick up after you pawn it off
>right…peddle this shit off for a ridiculous mark down…
>then visit Applejack

>you are now Applejack
>packing up the stall after a hard day’s work
>Applin’ ain't easy after all…
>you take a well-earned sip of apple juice
>tasty
>putting the bottle down you return to your work…
>is the juice shaking?
>just then you notice the dust cloud on the horizon…
> consarnit! Is it another stampede!?
>…
>no there is only one figure running…
>and it looks like…Anon?
>In no time he is right up to the stall
>without taking anytime he slams down a heavy bag of bit on the table
“GIVE ME ALL THE BOOZE I CAN BUY WITH THIS MONEY!!!!!”
>you stand there in a daze…
>”okay….”
-
>GOD FUCKING DANM IT!
>you throw the empty mug at the wall!
>A keg and a half of this piss and you’re not even tipsy!?
>curse this patty blood in your veins!
>curse this weak ass pony booze
>and curse the orange Jew that charged you an arm and leg for it!
>you slump down against the wall, because you sold your fucking chairs…
>so this is it then?
>forever unhappy?
>without and nice overweight p0ny GF?
>…
>that thought would have really you annoyed a week ago
>and you know what?
>it still fucking annoys you!
>…
>wait…
>that market had some potatoes…
>and you’ve seen Twilight’s lab…she has things…
>things that can be used to make a still…
>you grin…
>you think you’ve just found a way to kill two birds with one stone…