Discord One-Off Post [Buttershy]

>Discord binges out on Fluttershy's food and drink
>often to the point of getting a significant bulge in his stomach
>he lies on the couch, immobile and raising a hand to his forehead
>dramatically moans about his helpless state and upset stomach
"Oooh, if only I had somepony to set my tummy right..."
>Fluttershy gently glides a small ways closer
>it's a firm ball and looks out of place on his otherwise lanky, serpentine frame
>she starts to rub the tension away, taking in a hoof-ful of brown fur and kneading the flesh within it
>it's not her favorite thing to do, but he asks politely
>she slowly starts to smooth out the bump in his stomach
>he groans and belches out a few words of thanks
>after a few kneads, Discord is able to free up his stomach and lungs
>with a gurgle and a deep inhale he sucks in his in his gut entirely
>all of the mass he had gained is suddenly gone
>her hooves no longer have the support and her flight falters
>she suddenly feels something weighing her body down in mid-air
>she looks down in shock and sees that all of the weight Discord "lost" went straight to her
>now her own belly groans and churns as she's forced to sit on the floor, her wings rendered useless
>it's not tight like it was on Discord, but soft and supple as it distributes over her body
>it must have already digested on the transfer over, or Discord was pulling some strings
>couldn't have her burst, after all
>Discord lifts himself off the couch and floats just above her
>he reaches down for a poke, grinning as his claw sinks in
"Aww, don't worry so much! You wear it a lot better than me!"
>he cackles with one last farewell before flashing out of sight
>Fluttershy, still dazed, is left to wonder he'll ever come by to reverse it any time soon
>she tries to roll over to stand, but her legs don't quite reach the floor
>defeated, she idly pokes and prods at her newfound flab, giggling as it bounces in response
>she's going to be here for a while; might as well enjoy it!