A very Juicy bat pone

>Be bat mare
>Find bat pone wonka meal flavour gum.
>Wellwhythefucknot.jpg
>Chew gum
>Appetizer: Mangoes.
>Main course: Mangoes.
>Dessert: Mango sherbet.
>Feel funny.
>Notice your whole body has turned orange.
>Begin swelling full of mango juice.
>Begin new life as an immobile mango juice dispenser.
>Constantly have to "dispense" mango juice to avoid bursting.
>Pones from across equestria come to taste your bat mare mango juice.
>Be Mango Juice Bat Pone.
>You've been immobile for months and feeling very uncomfortable.
>Most ponies either come to look at you or drink your 'juices'.
>You can't remember the last time you showered or even walked for that matter.
>Maybe chewing this gum was a mistake.
>But you've swallowed it now so your just gonna keep making juice.
>Suddenly a green ape-like creature came from who knows where. Hearing about your juices.
>Your not going to get into details but he begins drinking straight from your 'tap'.
>Before you know it you begin deflating to normal size.
>The ape-like creature smiles at this and gets you back on your feet.
>You try walking but you quickly topple over.
>You would have crashed if the ape-like creature didn't catch you.
>"Hey, easy now."
>He picks you up and carries you in his arms.
"Thank you- uh-"
>"Anon."
"Thanks Anon..."
>You rest easy in the cradle of Anon's arms.
>Your legs feel so weak after being neglected for so long that they seem like twigs ready to snap in a coming breeze.
>You quickly cringe as Anon presses down on your stomach causing excess juice to spill on his white shirt.
"You didn't have to do that."
>He smiles.
>He carries you into the bathroom and sits you on the toilet as he starts up the bath.
>You watch as your stomach begins to slowly swell again.
>You try emptying into the toilet but it only seems to halt the expansion.
>Anon looks at you before placing you in the hot bath.
>You had forgotten what hot water felt like, being a living mango and all.
>You look up at Anon.
"You didn't have to do this. I would've been fine on my own after you emptied me."
>"Oh really?" Anon says point at your stomach now bobbing above the water.
>He pushes down on it and you blush as your excess juice flushes into the bath water.
>You decide it's best he stays with you. Because of the swelling of course.
>Not anything lewd or sexual at all...
>You take note how tender and careful anon is being with his hands.
>For objects so large, it's amazing how gentle he can be with them. Cleaning the dirt out of your fur.
>You scrunch once more as Anon squeezes the more juice out of your body.
"You know it's very uncomfortable to be forced to... ...to..."
>"Squirt?"
"Yeah, let's call it that..."
>"Would you prefer if I waited until you we're heavy balloon?"
"No, not really."
>You don't really fancy being immobile again.
>The fact you didn't burst, was a feat in and of itself. Let alone the sheer amount of pressure the juice exerted on your body.
>You slowly trace the faint stretch marks near the bottom of your stomach with your hoof.
>In the bath it almost felt like you had regained muscle in your weak limbs.
>Sadly, they were so weak that Anon had to use one arm to prop your body up to stop you from drowning.
>"So I just have a couple of questions."
>Your ears perk up intently at this.
"Uh, ok."
>"So, first off, how did you become... ...this?"
>He points to your mane and coat. Both of which are bright orange.
"What about it?"
>"Well, normally bat ponies have very grey-ish tones. Whereas your coat and mane are very bright colors. Even for a normal pony."
"Well, uh, it just came with... ...you know..."
>You point to your stomach.
>"Ah." Anon says, nodding in agreement. "So, I gave you my name. What's yours?"
"J-"
>You pause for a second.
"It's Juicy..."
>"Huh, how fitting."
>You scrunch up now noticing the connection.
"Hey Anon, I had a question for you?"
>"Yeah?"
"How did you drink that much juice? Nopony could drink that much juice."
>"Oh that's simple."
"Oh?"
>"You ever heard of masturbation?"
"Anon! That's-"
>"No. That's not what I meant. It's the other way round."
>Be Anon.
>After long last Juicy had finally fallen asleep.
>It took a while but you finally got the little bat pone to her bed.
>"Hey Anon?"
>You look at Juicy her eyes still showing a sense of sleepyness.
"Yeah?"
>"Could you sleep next to me? Just for tonight?"
>You pause for a moment.
"Sure."
>Not like you had anywhere else to sleep.
>You crawl into bed next to her.
>"Thanks Anon. For everything."
"Your welcome."
>Juicy then presumed he adventures in dreamland.
>And it was a peaceful night overall.
>You wake the following morning with the sun hitting your eyes and acting as an alarm clock.
>The sudden beam of light forces you to notice your right arm has gone to sleep.
>Normally this wouldn't be strange if it weren't for the fact you slept in the same and only position for the entire night.
>Your legs pretty much dangle off the end of the bed.
>Upon sitting up you notice that Juicy was on top of your arm her bloated stomach making it look as though she was sleeping atop a large beanbag.
>She was also the reason your arm went to sleep.
>Carefully removing your arm from under her, without making the little pony stir, you proceed to stretch out to get the blood back into your arm.
>You quickly and quietly make your way to the kitchen to prepare your surprise.
>Be Juicy
>You awake with a soft yawn as your eyes slowly flutter open.
>Then without warning the fire alarm goes off causing you to slide onto your rump your oversized stomach sloshing around.
"Anon!?"
>You wrestle your stomach away from smothering you.
"A-"
>As if on command Anon appears before you with one of those breakfast-in-bed trays.
>You sigh knowing that he didn't ditch you in a fire.
>Before you can react though he places the tray on top of you.
>The weight of your stomach and the tray are enough to pin you to the bed.
>You wiggle your hooves violently as you try to gain traction on the sheets.
"Anon!? What are you-"
>Upon looking at the tray you see he made you a pancake breakfast.
>Guess you kind of should have expected this.
>Complete with a glass of-
>Nothing. The glass is empty.
"Anon, not to complain or anything, but-"
>Almost as if he understood through telepathy he grabs the empty glass and places it directly under your tailhole.
>Before you can shout 'Anon!' again you scrunch as he pushes on your stomach releasing more juice.
>The release of the weight allows you to sit up with help from your wings.
>Anon then places the glass atop the tray.
>You feel your stomach turn over in a not so pleasant way.
>"Enjoy!"
>Anon is about to leave the room before you stop him.
"Anon, I enjoy your hospitality and all but, could I just have milk instead?"
>He looks almost confused for a second before he nods, taking the glass away.
>He soon returns with a fresh glass of milk.
"Thank you."
>A good bat always remembers her manners.
>And with that Anon leaves the room.