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Written for the fat pony thread even longer ago
Thanks again to Slendermane for saving it. You should check his pastebin out if you like stuff like this.

>"So you really think this looks good?"
>She presses her left fronthoof into the pudge of her belly, it easily giving in an inch or so.
>You clear your throat and slowly nod your head.
>Your admitting of your fetish to her has been already awkward enough; and to be quite honest, you slowly start to grow tired of having to continuously reassuring her that she is beautiful.
>It is the absolute truth though. Your longtime plan to give her some more meat on her bones fully paid off, her body covered in a soft layer of soft flab, her enticing rump considerably larger than before and her round belly swaying with each step she takes.
>While you are lost in memories, she loks down for a moment, pondering about this absurd situation.
>Just as you leave your thoughts behind and look back at her, she raises her head up and looks at you with a playful smirk.

>She turns around and presenting her well formed backside, she starts to slowly shake it. The gentle movements send soft jiggles through her, your eyes completely focused on the rhytmic motion.
>"What about this? Do you like this?"
>Hypnotized by the display in front of you, you only manage to say a silent "Uh-huh". Your hands raise towards the delicious pony butt, she observing your reaction while biting her lower lip.
>Almost...your mind already races with ideas of all the lewd things you will do to this beautiful pony when she abruptly turns away.
>Grinning, she declares:
>"Oh my, you really are into all this, huh? Well, seeing how I am the one who has to do all the work carrying around this body, I'd say it is only fair that you should earn yourself a piece of this first."

>You are not sure why you even agreed to this.
>Most probably because you expected something completely different.
>But here you are now, swinging a feather duster and cleaning off your furniture, while she lies on the couch watching you.
>Whenever you finish a piece, she also finishes one. A sugary piece of excellence you bought this very morning for her from Sugarcube Corner, that is.
>Considering you bought almost an entire basket full of these little calorie bombs, you estimate that the house will look as good as new before she has eaten them all.
>You constantly feel like stopping, but whenever she slowly bites into the sugary treat, softly moaning while rubbung her belly and licking off the sugar afterwards, you are more motivated than ever.
>Once you were done with the living room, she lazily looks around, nods and pats the place next to her on the sofa.
>"Come here."
>Walking over to her, you glance at the basket. It seems to be still half full. You know exactly how much of a sweet tooth she is, considering that helped you greatly to get her the way she is now, so you are actually impressed by her restraint.
>As you sit down, she stretches and yawns, saying:
>"Watching you doing all this work was to exhausting! I think I need a massage..."

>"FINALLY!", you think, trying to prevent grinning from ear to ear.
>She is lying on her belly, head tilted to the side, eyes closed.
>You relax your fingers, rub your hands together for a bit to make them warmer and start massaging her shoulders in a cicular motion.
>"Mhmmm."
>Slowly, you move your hands lower, enjoying the general softness of her.
>When you reach her midriff, you work your hands to her sides, your fingertips just barely touching her belly, splayed outwards just so slightly from her lying on it.
>"Mmmhm...ah...mhhhmmm...lower..."
>Not one to object to such a request, you rub towards her hips, just mere inches above her delightful posterior.
>You hesitate for a moment, but then decide you had enough.
>You remove your hands for a second, long enough for her to open her eyes and look at you, before planting your spread hands on her wonderfully round cheeks.
>"Ah! What are you.."
>Her eyes widen in surprise, but close as soon as you start massaging again.
>Yet again, you move your hands around in a circular motion, only this time her jiggly flesh pulses with your endeavours.
>"Ooh..st..sto..."
>You grab hard, your fingers sinking into the soft mass and continue kneading her.
>"Ah! Mhhmm...hnng!"
>Her delightful moans make your heart race.
>You need this mare, now.

>You grab her by the shoulders and gently turn her on her back.
>She is already panting deeply, her breaths moving her chest and more importantly her lovely belly up and down gently.
>You bow down to her face. Feeling her hot breath on your cheeks for a second, you lower further and kiss her on her lips. For a moment your mouths melt together while your tongues dance and hug with each other.
>Then you decide to proceed. You will show her just how much you love her; and her body.
>Kissing down her neck, you raise up a bit again and place your hands on her lower abdomen, just above her teats.

>Pushing into her and up at the same time, you make your hands travel through the soft flab of her beautiful belly. A wave that travels along her body, a small fold just above your hands. As your hands reach her chest, you gently glide them along her voluptous figure down to where they started.
>And do it again. This time, also pushing your hands together, feeling some of her pudge escape underneath your hand escape to her sides.
>You keep kneading her like that a couple of times, each movement followed by some soft moans from her.
>"Mmmmhm...ahhhh...I could...mhhmm...I could get used to this."
>You start to kiss her lower belly, your hands still moving, slowly traveling up.
>Your head resting over her bellybutton, you give it a short lick before planting your face square on her belly.
>"AH! What are you doing?!"
>You take a deep breath, try to take in the warmth and softness of her middle with as much senses as you can.
>By now, your erection desperately tries to free itself from its cloth-prison.

>You lift your head back up and see her looking at you a bit confused.
>You grin sheepishly and awkwardly clear your throat.
"Sorry, got a bit carried away there."
>"I can tell. Now, please, continue."
"With pleasure."
>You travel a bit lower this time.
>Spreading her legs apart, you can see that your endeavours so far haven't been without effect. She's visibly engorged, her sex gushing with arousal.
>Without hesitation you get to buisness, working your tongue along her vulva while cupping one teat in one hand and twisting a nipple in the other.
>Your sudden determination catches her by surpise, as you can audibly hear from her louder moans.
>She is trembling with arousal by now and you are hardly able to control yourself anymore.
>You suck on her clit just for a very short moment. -And she screams out.
>Her hoof tips you on the head, you look up.
>She is breathing heavily and looking at you with pleading eyes.
>"Please..."
>You almost tear your pants off.
>Finally free you're about to lower yourself into her when the basket full of sweets catches your eye.
>A very nice idea forms in your head.

>Instead of lowering yourself and plunging right into her, you seat yourself on the couch.
>You pick her up and guide her to sit on your lap.
>While she lowers herself onto you, you prevent her from guiding you into her.
>Your shaft resting against her vulva, you can feel that she is glowing with heat.
>"What is that supposed to mean? Please..."
>You grin.
"Time for you to earn yourself a piece of this."
>You reach into the basket and pull out a sugary treat. Holding it in front of her, her eyes wander back and forth between your face, your erection and the sweet food.
>You thrust your hips slightly, grinding yourself along her puffed up vulva.
>"Ooooh."
>Her eyes close for a moment.
>You do it again, then stop.
>Another moan. She looks at the treat for a short moment, bites her lower lip.
>Then, without warning, her head snaps forward and she takes a large bite. Still chewing, she pleads:
>"Pwease...mmmhm.."
>You rub along her one more time.
>She takes another bite.
>Once again you kiss her, the sweet taste of sugar still on her mouth.
>With one last bite, she finishes the treat.
>Smiling at each other, you lift her up slightly while she positions herself, then - she just drops herself on you.

>"ooooooaaaaaAAAHHH!"
>Her insides burn with desire, her wet tunnel clamping along your manhood.
>You haven't experienced her as riled up as this for a long time.
>You must focus all of your willpower in order to not just letting go, losing control.
>She starts to girate her hips, breaths hot air at your chest.
>"Ahh..ahh...rut me! Rut me now! Ahh!"
>You pick up another treat...and stuff it in her mouth, swearing sugary goodness all over her face.
>"AAmmmmpf...hmmmpf!"
>She looks at you in shock for a moment, her moans muffled by her creamy filling, far too aroused to complain anyways. And then she starts chewing greedily.
>Both your hand bury themselves deep into her flanks as you start to thrust into her.
>Each thrust sends ripples though her entire body. Her butt dances in your hands while her belly jumps up an down in rythym with her teats.
>"hmmMMMPF...HMPPFAAAH! AH, AH!"
>You give her another one.
>By now you are basically soaked by her arousal.
>You keep thrusting into her, feeding her a new treat whenever you can hear her scream.
>You can feel yourself reaching your finale and, judging by the look on her face; her eyes out of focus and rolled up, she too.
"I'm- I'm gonna-"
>She swallows the last bite, crashes herself into you, spits a bit on your shoulder and yells:
>"Me too! OH YES!"
>She cramps around your shaft, the final sensation to send you completely over the edge.
>You practically explode in her, while she drenches the entire sofa with her juices.

>You both sit there, she still in your arms, both of you still panting, exhausted from what just happened, simply sharing each others warmth.
>She is the first to break the silence:
>"Mmmhm...you know, that was nice."
>You simply smile back at her.
>"Maybe I can get used to thi- ooh!"
>She interupts, leans up for a bit and rubs her belly.
>"I think I've had a bit much."
>You place your hand on her belly. Although still coated with a soft layer, you can feel that it is slightly bloated underneath.
>She gets up and turns around, sitting back down on your lap. Then she guides your hands to her belly.
>You start to gently rub it.
>"Mmmmhm, keep going."
>You stay like this for a while, enjoying each others warmth.
>You bend your neck down to kiss her on the neck.
>On the floor you see the basket - it must have fallen over at some point.
>There are still some treats left.

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