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- >Day fatass in Equestria
- >You are Anon, and you are up to no good.
- >By no good, you mean that you're hiding in your house as usual.
- >Fucking ponies.
- >You know you're fat!
- >It's only been two months, you fucking horses!
- >You're already on a vegetarian diet; you're WORKING on it!
- >....
- >You've even lost some weight already, but you keep getting these...
- >LOOKS
- >Mostly from the mares.
- >They just keep staring at you.
- >Why do they keep staring at you?!
- >You've even heard them talking about your enormous, disgusting ass.
- >It all started when you'd ran out of intact clothes to wear and had to go see Rarity to buy a new outfit.
- >Thing is, you only had one outfit left that was... appropriate for public wear: your pyjamas.
- >Which is to say, a wifebeater and a pair of tight shorts.
- >The shame you felt walking to Rarity's boutique dwarfed all the shame you'd ever felt as a fat kid.
- >The stallions kept giving you these GLARES, like you'd done something to offend them.
- >Other than being fat in their presence, you mean.
- >The mares, on the other hand, were even worse.
- >Like you said; they just STARED at you.
- >Open-mouthed and wide-eyed.
- >A couple of them would whinny and neigh at you, which you're pretty sure meant "get the fuck out of here you fucking waste of space"
- >Shit sucked, yo.
- >Not even Rarity could stop herself from staring.
- >What, had they never seen a FAT person before?!
- >You were in and out as quickly as you could manage, but Rarity held you up.
- >She kept re-taking the measurements for your hip and waist, saying that she needed to be absolutely sure of what she was making.
- >Frankly, you're just happy she didn't poke your man-tits and laugh.
- >And as luck would have it, she didn't have anything she could give you right away.
- >Not a toga; not a sheet with a neck-hole in it; NOTHING.
- >So guess who got to walk home in a wife-beater and tight shorts?
- >THIS GUY.
- >Surprise surprise, ponies were fucking gathered 'round to gawk at the fat prick walking home.
- >You bet you jiggle when you walk
- >You didn't want to look down and check, but you're still sure that you do.
- >Oh, and you know the best part?
- >You discovered when you got home that your shorts had ridden up your crack.
- >Brilliant.
- >Fucking Brilliant.
- >You'd drown your sorrows in junk food if you could.
- ---------------------------------------
- >You are Rarity
- >You're feeling rather flustered right now.
- >That dear, sweet human just left your humble shop.
- >MMMM
- >You hate to see him go but you love to watch him leave.
- >Colt has plot for DAYS, filly!
- >Stallions in this hick town don't got no junk in the trunk.
- >But Anonymous?
- >By Celestia
- >He is an angel sent down to you from heaven.
- >You measured dat plot over and over and MMMPH
- >Filly, you made sure to MEMORIZE those round globes
- >By the looks outside, you aren't the only pony to see that hot piece of meat walk through town.
- >There are a bunch of stallions glaring at Anonymous's retreating form.
- >Colts be jelly, yo.
- End.
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