Suri Pop-A-Mare

Suri Pop-A-Mare by Anon The Writeslut AKA Writeslut The Anon
Note that "BREAK" signifies where the document was originally separated for 4chan.
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>”Oh, the competition back in Manehattan? Water under the bridge, Rarity, really. You won it fair and square.”
The white unicorn grit her teeth. She had invited Suri on a little get-together to ascertain whether Suri could connect, amend and potentially be added to Rarity’s little circle of fashion-focused-friends. If powerful ponies like Sunset Shimmer and Starlight Glimmer could learn the error of their admittedly evil ways, then surely a simple, scheming businessmare would be small potatoes in comparison.
>”I mean, the dresses Co- I mean, I designed sold for quite a bit, considering they won second place and all. Let me tell you though, ever since Coco turned sour on me, I haven’t been able to hire a new assistant! Without one, I can’t get anything done and money is getting tight! Do you think Coco’s been badmouthing me to sabotage my reputation?”
Rarity twitched. The whole gathering had been one big opportunity for Suri to use every trick in the book to get Rarity’s favor. So far she’d used excessive compliments, sympathy ploys and talking down other other designers to look good in comparison. Just one left…
>”Speaking of money, I’ve heard you’ve opened up a few shops here and there, including one in Manehattan! You wouldn’t happen to be looking for a manager, would you?”
And that was the suck-up.
And also that was it for Rarity.
Time for plan B.
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>”Suri? I hate to interrupt, but I need to take a breather for, I don’t know, a few hours. In the meantime, you can busy yourself with this.”
The pink earth pony was somewhat taken aback as Rarity placed a small, round object on the table, and strode out with a nary a word, shutting the door behind her.
>”Huh.”
Suri waited about a second before grabbing whatever Rarity had put before her and began studying it. It was a small, clear capsule about the size of a grapefruit that looked to have a key inside of it. The capsule also had a note attached to it with a piece of tape. Deciding she had nothing better to do, Suri Polomare tore off the note and began to read aloud:
>”Dear Suri Polomare. If you are reading this, then unfortunately you have driven me to resort to ‘Plan B’, graciously provided to me by my good friend Pinkie Pie. I’m not sure of the specifics, but Pinkie did tell me that the key inside this capsule unlocks the door to the room that you are currently within. Yes, I have locked the door, as Pinkie has instructed me to do so. I desperately hope we can become good friends, Suri. Good Luck!”
Dropping the note, Suri Polomare rolled her eyes. Rarity had been trying to scheme her! One hasty check of the door revealed that it was indeed, locked. There were no windows, and Suri saw only one way out: The mysterious Capsule.
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>”Should be a flippin’ law against ponies locking ponies up, even if they give them the key.”
Suri grumbled as she fiddled with the capsule, defiantly trying every other way, before finally heeding the instructions written on the capsule. Still, this proved to be a difficult task for the city mare.
>” Twist to open, my flank! This thing must be sealed with superglue!”
With a final tug the capsule popped open, dropping the key to the ground with a clatter.
And releasing a puff of peculiar gas directly into Suri’s face, just as she gasped in surprise.
Instantly Suri began coughing. She had breathed deeply...
>”Haack! What the hay was that?! It smelled horrible! I-I-I- Ooogh…”
Suri felt warm. Really warm, like she had swallowed a campfire. Suri’s legs began to wobble as her belly began to gurgle and swell…
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Suri Polomare bit her lip as a hissing began to sound out from inside her, growing louder and louder as her stomach grew bigger and bigger.
>”W-w-what’s going on?! Rarity! Rarity, help me!”
Bolting to the door, Suri began banging on the door with both hooves, shouting out for for the fashionable unicorn.
>”Rarity! Help! Help Helphelphelphe- The key!”
Quickly turning around, she began scanning the room for her salvation, unfortunately, her growing size made staying calm impossible, and she quickly broke down into a squealing mess.
>”I-I-I’m never gonna get out! I’m gonna die in here! Celestia help- Oh that feels goooood…”
The pink earth pony moaned, slumping to the ground as the pressure inside her turned to pleasure, the elastic tension building up into an electric buzz.
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Every touch and prick to Suri’s body was like heaven. Now the size of a large beach ball, it was getting difficult for her to move, even as she stumbled about the room, bumping and brushing against anything and everything in a drunken lust to coax more pleasure out of her sensitive hide. Nothing was spared, and as her flanks began to billow out, full and plump, she couldn't contain herself. One by one, everything that could fit between the mare’s swelling legs was squashed against her dripping marehood. And between every object, she ballooned larger and larger, creaking and groaning, still half-heartedly calling out for help between her gasps and moans.
Every second, It became harder to move. Every second, it became harder to think. The poor mare’s hooves were beginning to sink within her blimplike body as her belly touched the ground.
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Suri could barely breathe. Her body nearly filled the entire room, yet it still continued to inflate. Nothing could be felt beyond the insane pleasure as she wiggled and stretched to her best ability.
Not only was she panting in pleasure, she was also panting from the intense heat inside her, most comparable to having eaten ten million pillows fresh from the dryer, and a new pillow every second.
>”A-a-aah!”
Suri Polomare felt herself brush up against something cold. The feeling was indescribable, yet refreshing in a way, allowing her a moment of clear thought.
>”H-h-holy Celestia! I-I’m huge…”
Her body squeaked and groaned, as if to agree.
>”I-I gotta get outta here, get help. How long has it been? Oh, if Rarity isn’t back soon I might-”
The door suddenly burst open, revealing an even pinker earth pony with a wide smile.
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>”YOU!”
The normal sized, pink earth pony did a double take in response.
>”Who, me?”
The massive, quivering earth pony wobbled angrily, before stopping to catch her breath.
>”Yes you! You’re Rarity’s friend Pinkie Pie, right?! You did this to me!”
>”Yes I diddly-did! Do you like it?”
>”NO I DO NOT LIKE IT! Now, get me back to normal right now!”
Pinkie Pie frowned.
>”Aww! C’mon, you know you liked it! I know you did, too. I heard you!”
Suri would have blushed, but she didn’t. She was already red from anger and the blazing heat within her bloated belly.
>”I don’t care! Get me back to normal so that I can strangle you!”
Pinkie Pie gasped.
>”Oh no! You’re still a grumpus! That means that my treatment didn’t work!”
>”No duh!”
Suddenly, Pinkie Pie pulled out a small vial with a label that read “You blew it”.
>”But that just means that you need more! Have fun!”
>”Stop!”
Rearing back, the pink menace smashed the vial on the ground and bolted through the door.
Suri tried her best not to breathe. For a while.
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