Varah And The Yoga Pants

Varah sat back, and sighed. Despite her best efforts, she could find no yoga pants to fit her enormous buttocks. Dejected, she sat her large behind down on the tile of the store, her fatty cheeks jiggling. *Maybe I'm not cut out for that sort of thing...* she thought.

Looking about the racks of clothing, she found none that fit her rear. Every one had been picked over, each one replaced on the rack... *Wait, what's that?*

Seemingly stuck in between another two pairs of pants, a large pair of yoga pants sat. *Why didn't I see that before...? Oh well, let's get these ones!*

Before she could get carried away, her stomach growled. *And maybe get some lunch after...*

Trying the pants on, they fit perfectly. They hugged every curve in *just* the right way, accentuating her excess. Squeeing happily, she made her way to the checkout, and near gave the cashier a heart attack with the sight of her. After dealing with him, she set her sights on some food, deciding to wear the yoga pants.

A buffet stood out before her. *Ooh, this looks good!*

Making her way inside, she immediately noticed the sheer *scale* of the food there. An enormous spread of different foods from all sorts of nationalities, from Zerbican to native Equestrian stood out in front of her. Paying the the waiter, he led her to a table, and let her free among the feast. Heaping loads of assorted foods before her, she made her way to the table, and quickly set upon her plate, gluttonously filling her already flabby gut.

Nowhere near satiated with one plate of food, she went back for seconds. And thirds. And by the fourth plate, she started subconsciously rubbing her now expanded gut when she had a free hoof, its girth pressing against the table as she ate. *Mmf, all this food is so amazing! I could just eat here all day!*

And so she ate, her now gargantuan gut almost touching the floor. Letting out a light burp, she thought, *I should probably stop eating before I beach myself in a buffet...*

Yet any thoughts of ceasing her gluttony were quickly pushed from her mind. Faced with such delicious food, who could say no? Each plate found its way into her growing belly, and she soon found herself stuffed beyond belief, her gut now looking more and more like a taut sphere. *Alright, one last plate...*

Getting up from her seat, her belly making it all the harder, it being wedged underneath the table, she managed to get on her hooves once more, and as she moved to grab one more helping... *Shrrriiiip*

Varah balked. *Surely that couldn't be...?*

Taking a tentative step forward, she heard another rip from behind her. Yep. That was her yoga pants. *Oh no, no, no! I needed those...*

Her gargantuan rump had torn right through the pants, proving that, in fact, no pants could contain her excess. Now free, her flabby butt jiggled with every step she took, like the rest of her fat body. Ignorant of her falling out with her oversized rump, her belly gurgled impatiently. *Well, I guess I should get that last plate I wanted...*