Live Writing 4- Vore/Burps/Fats

Lupine Wingate is not what most would consider a happy mare. She'd recently been through a rough time, all things considered. A breakup with her special somepony, a falling out with a close friend, and worst of all, forgetting to go out to the market to restock the fridge last week had left the somewhat chubby thestral in a bad mood, to say the least. With a sigh, she flops on the couch of her studio apartment, and turns on the television. Perhaps some TV soaps will take her mind off all these problems. As if the universe was there to bite her in her soft rear, however, for as soon as she goes to flip it off of the news channel, the remote drops between the cushions. And with all the things bearing down on her right now, she just can't seem to find the energy to root around for it. So with a dejected sigh, she watches the news. "-in other news, tonight a new buffet will be opening down on Celestia Boulevard, and... did I hear that right? If you can eat a pony's worth of food, you eat free! You heard it here first folks, if you can eat a pony, you can eat here without paying a bit. Would you believe that? Next up for the afternoon news, is your filly or colt associating with radical skateboarder groups? More, after the break." As it transitions to commercial Lupine begins to tune out the sounds of advertisement. Eat a pony's worth, and you eat free... Her stomach rumbles with hunger. She does feel so hungry she could eat a horse. Finally gathering the energy after a few moments to lift her thickened self off of the couch, she decides what she's doing tonight: Going out to dinner at a new buffet, and not paying a bit.

As she prepares for a night out, the batpony considers whether she should dress up or make herself look pretty for the night... but then realizes... who would she be doing it for? Herself? It's not as if this is a fancy banquet- this is a buffet meant to utterly sate her hunger... something she very much plans to do tonight. Fluttering her wings in a flippant manner to precisely no one, she's saying today that there's absolutely no way she's going to be forced to dress up today. She's going to enjoy herself, and no one is going to stop her. So with a new resolve, she sets out the door on the way to the buffet on Celestia Boulevard. So confident is she, she doesn't even bring her purse along, utterly believing she's not paying a bit tonight. It's not a long walk from her apartment to the establishment, but it certainly leaves her even hungrier than she was leaving, feeling as if there's a hole where her stomach used to be that needs to be filled, as quickly as possible.
Entering the place, she can't help but smell every food, every aroma, seeing the golden light as if Luna herself has come down from the heavens to grant this feast to her. Darting into the place and spending as little time checking in as possible, the mare takes one plate. Then two. Then three. Then four, and then realizes she can't carry any more. With a greed stricken look on her face, she picks up everything from macaroni and cheese, to pizza, to fried chicken (this place has meat eater options, too!) and, after loading up every plate high with enough food to feed a small family, she slowly but surely makes her way over to a table. The drink she had gotten almost looks comically tiny in comparison.

After looking upon her feast for a moment with a mixture of awe and hunger, her chubby belly almost roaring with need, she can't wait any longer. Almost like a mare possessed, she dives into the food, not leaving a single crumb behind as meat, cheese, greens, and everything else pours down her gullet. Utensils or manners aren't even given an ounce of thought, abandoned in favor of complete and utter want. One plate emptied turns to two, and her belly begins to expand outwards almost like a food balloon, and yet she's not nearly done. Her pudgy gut only seems to grow faster as every second not spent breathing is spent eating, the third and fourth plates being eaten up faster than a wildfire eats through brush.

It's with no small amount of satisfaction that she cleans off every one of those four plates, before draining her lemon lime soda as though it were no more than a small appetizer compared to the main event it had just witnessed. She rubs her massively overstuffed grey furred gut, shifting to the side so it doesn't press into the table of her booth. Without a single ounce of humility, reveling in the fruits of her gluttony, she looses a massive UUUUURRRRRP throughout the establishment. All eyes are on her as she remembers herself, and an embarrassed blush comes over her as she tries in vain to hide her overstuffed belly sticking out so far in front of her she can't even see her rear hooves without painfully compressing her gorge. However, it doesn't do any good as she sees some who have less... inhibitions about eating another pony begin to lick their lips at the sight of her. Such a plump, stuffed treat she had turned herself into, they must be thinking. She can't help but almost squirm on her slightly wider rear as digestion begins to set in.

But at the same time, she can feel that hunger returning, feeling as though, you know, maybe this isn't enough. Maybe she has room for seconds, and rather than feeling embarrassed and vulnerable, she feels her stomach grumbling for more along with those gurgles and glorps. She licks her own lips, her fangs glistening in the light of the room. One strong looking stallion with a pudgy belly of his own, surely a successful predator, comes along. "Hey there, you look like you could use a little help out of your booth. Want someone to give you some help with that?" He looks, nearly salivating, down at her gurgling gut. Acting oblivious to his obvious ploy to eat her, she abashedly pushes her purple and brown mane back with a hoof. "Y-yes, I definitely could." Holding out her hoof, she watches him struggle to help her get out of the booth, her weight obviously quite a task as she makes absolutely no attempt to lift herself. Eventually, the stallion manages to lift her, but all that momentum has to go somewhere, and he falls backwards and she simply opens wide, the stallion not having any time to react before his head was halfway down her gullet, quickly pulling the would-be predator down into her belly without wasting a second. In less than a minute, the stallion is another addition to her gut, her belly now reaching down to the floor and her very plump flanks jiggling along with the rest of her as she sees just how... big she's gotten.

Looking around, she sees most have gone back to their meals, but a few others obviously look quite ready to pounce on her. And yet, despite herself, she can't help but lick her lips, waiting for more... And it doesn't take long, for this time two mares have decided to try their luck and approach from multiple angles. Lupine decides to play another strategy. As they debate how just to eat her, she calls them over. "Oh girls... I'm waiting~ Which one of you thinks they can eat me first?" She can't help but give a smug smirk as the their cooperation immediately turns to competition as they both rush over, practically fighting over who gets to eat her. All she has to do is will her fattened and overstuffed body into action... something that's very hard to do at her size. But she can only just manage it, jumping up slightly as they slip between each other as they try to run towards her. One gets pinned underneath her gut, and the other tries her best to escape her maw as she went headfirst into it, but this experienced predator need only tilt her head back and let gravity do most of the work, gulping down her prey, bit by bit, before she becomes another addition to her gut. Her belly is now nearly pushing her hooves off of the floor, and there's still one left to eat... something she is only just able to bend down to do, her plump flanks thankfully making a nice counterbalance to as she eats the last mare, still trying to squirm underneath her gut, whole, gulping her down as if she weren't even a challenge.

UUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP! Her belch shakes the tables and patrons of the buffet alike. They all thought that had eaten a lot, but it's clear who the winner was here today. With a belly pushing her hooves off the ground, and fat flanks to flaunt, perhaps this day wasn't so bad after all. She can't help but give a smug grin as one of the wait staff sheepishly gives her a little sticker proudly saying 'I ate a whole pony!' Not a bad day, indeed...