All Suns are Gassy

All Suns are Gassy by Anon The Writeslut AKA Writeslut The Anon.
Note that “BREAK” signifies where the document was originally separated for 4chan.
Note that in the “Slightly Less Gassy Edition” farting is only removed in places where it is not critical to the plot, such as during sexual scenes.

Day 1
I’ve been asked by none other than Princess Twilight Sparkle to test an unmarked, unlabeled and undocumented spell, A spell written by none other than the great Star Swirl the Bearded! What an honor! I will be documenting everything that happens to the spells target, and yet, the scroll says nothing about selecting a target…
~S.B.

I tried the spell and I farted. Nothing else happened, so I went to bed. Dear Celestia, please let them leave this one out of the history books.
~S.B.

Day 2
The first thing I did this morning was belch. Not loudly, mind you, just loudly enough to be considered “healthy”. Unfortunately, I noticed myself in the mirror. Good gods, how long has it been since I’ve even looked at myself, let alone exercised? I seem to have developed some pudge as a result of my lifestyle. I should start eating right. On a side note, I suppose I’ll use this spell documentary for myself, could be fun to keep a journal around.
~S.B.

Definitely have to start eating right. I’m having some serious gas issues right now.
~S.B.

Day 3
Something is wrong.
I awoke this morning to find that my stomach had ballooned out overnight, to at least the size of a small beanbag chair. This is no simple case of gas, it’s something more. Testing is required…
~S.B.
BREAK

Sunburst set down his pen and frowned at his belly, the round bulge taunting him with its… its…roundness. He sighed, bringing hoof to face.
>” Why am I worried about testing? Why? I should be getting help at this point, and here I am, some near-useless unicorn with no medical degree trying to diagnose whatever is happening to me!”
Sunburst lifted himself off of his chair, and sauntered towards the front door of his home. The Crystal Empire had some of the best doctors in the world, they would sort out the problem, surely!
His hoof hovered over the doorknob of the portal to the outside world, a bead of sweat falling from his brow…
Now Sunburst was a shy pony. Always hesitant to appear to other ponies, and now with a blown-up tummy, he felt the need to hide himself rise further, but he steeled himself with purpose.
>”OK, Sunburst. You are suffering from an unknown ailment that has caused your stomach to bloat up. You need medical attention, and the ponies out there will understand perfectly. They won't judge, It could have happened to any one of them.
Determination and courage rising, he lifted a hoof to the doorknob…
>”You are going to to the hospital.”
He turned the knob…
>”And no silly fear is going to keep you at bay!”
He took one confident step forward, opening the door just a crack and-
>*Frrrrmp.*

Testing is definitely required.
~S.B.
BREAK

Sunburst lay in his bed, leaning against his pillow, with a pad of paper in one hoof, and a quill in the other. From his perspective, the ballooning belly took up more than half of his view and only seemed to be swelling larger, gurgling occasionally as Sunburst’s blank mind failed to produce any ideas. He opened his mouth to sigh...
>*Uuuurp…*
Starburst blushed, then frowned.
>”That is it! I’ll just do it like the caveponies did! With poking and prodding!”
He slowly raised his hoof, laying it on his belly, feeling the skin bounce up and down. He nervously pressed down…
>”Mmmpf…O-oh”
The feeling was incredible, electric even, the hoof sinking deep within the rubbery hide. It rumbled in response as he stroked his bubbly tummy like a full balloon, gas periodically escaping from his mouth in the form of low burps . He brought his other hoof into the mix, adding to the pressure as he massaged the orange gut, coaxing out jolts of elastic pleasure. Sunburst huffed and gasped.The room was beginning to smell deeply of stallions and gas…
>”In-incredible…”
Sunburst’s cock slid out from its sheath as he rubbed every side and angle of his belly, his mind clouded with pounding waves of lust. It too, joined in on stroking the gassy stomach, slapping against the underside as Sunburst bucked his hips, the sudden movement allowing some gas to be released from his rear in a quiet hiss. He pushed both hooves deep into his belly, causing him to gasp in shock of the sensation, precum dribbling down his shaft…
Suddenly, Sunburst flipped himself over, sitting on his haunches and pinning his stallionhood between the bed and his gas-filled tummy.
>”I-I, ah…”
Sunburst humped his full belly, moaning and belching as it gurgled and rumbled in agitation. He pushed down on his belly, squeezing his cock dry between the bed and stomach, cumming a full load as he gasped and farted slightly. Sunburst relaxed…
BREAK

>*DING-DONG!*
Sunburst’s heart dropped into his stomach. Not the door, not now. He held his breath. Maybe they would go away…
>*DING-DONG!*
Sunburst was now panicking
>”Oh no. Oh no! What am I gonna do? I can’t answer that! I’m all sweaty, my bed and stomach are covered in semen, it smells horrible in here and I’m still fully erect! Oh sweet Celestia, please let them just be a double-dinger…”
>*DING-DONG-DINGDINGLALINGLALINGALINGALINGDONG!* “Sunburst! I know you’re home! You never leave the place without leaving that note on your door! I got a message for you!”
Buck.
>”I-I-i'm not home! Please don’t come in, Missus Cylindrical!
>”...I’m coming in Sunburst. We need to discuss this. It’s urgent.
Sunburst gulped as the doorknob turned. Desperate to hide himself, he bolted for the door. Had he stopped however, he might have noticed that his tummy had gotten somewhat wider…
Sunburst threw himself against the door, just as it opened. Unfortunately, he was now stuck between the door and the nearby shelf…
BREAK

>”Mpf! Sunburst! What is the meaning of this? Let me in!”
The gray-green earth pony outside pushed hard against the door, squeezing Sunburst’s gassy belly against the shelf. Sunburst grunted. This was bad…
>”Oh um, hello um, Missus! Nice day we’re having huh? Oof...”
Miss Cylindrical only pushed harder. Sunburst grit his teeth, gas was trying to escape due to all the squeezing, and this one was gonna come out the basement…
>”Missus! Please stop pushing!”
>”Let. Me. IN!”
Sunburst puffed out his cheeks and closed his eyes, a deep blush already growing on his face. It was too much. He couldn’t hold it in.
All I’ll say is that it was loud.
Miss Cylindrical stopped pushing.
>”Sunburst. What.”
The goldenrod unicorn’s whole head went a deeper crimson as he stammered out words that didn't quite form a sentence.
>”Ah-Ah-Ah, I-I-I Uh… You can’t come in! It stinks horribly in here! I've been having Ah-uh… Horrible gas attacks, yes!”
There was quiet for a brief time. Then the Missus spoke.
>”I, um, understand. I won’t come in then. I still need to give my message though.”
Sunburst sighed, feeling like he could collapse into a pile of goo from the sheer relief.
>”The academy headmaster has moved your presentation from next Friday to tomorrow. He also says that he will be attending and that your attendance is mandatory. Good luck Sunburst, and if it’s as bad as you say, open a window!”
Sunburst collapsed into a hopeless pile of goo.
BREAK

I’m going to die of sheer embarrassment tomorrow. If I can’t find a cure tonight, I’m either going to lose my job, then become a laughingstock, or I’m going to become a laughingstock and then lose my job. What to do, what to do? On a side note, the currently discovered effects of my ailment are as follows: Incredible gas buildup and sensitivity.
~S.B.

None of my spells are working.
~S.B.

Sunburst paced around his room, trying to think of ways to stop the bloating, but was often distracted by having to burp, fart, rub his sore tummy or listen to it gurgle. He sighed.
>”I can’t show up burping and farting every few minutes while looking like this! If only I could at least block it… oh?”
Idea time.
Later…
The plan was simple. An illusion for the belly, a silencing spell for the burping as well as a magical voice synthesizer, and finally, a little rubber plug to stop the farting.
It was so simple, he squeezed himself silly again that night as a reward.

Day 4
Today’s the day! I can do this. My plan works perfectly, and I didn't swell up too much more last night. I am ready!
~S.B.
That day…
The presentation was going smoothly. His burps were silenced, his stomach was disguised with an expert illusion and the rubber plug fit snugly, blocking all gas. and while the gas being blocked caused him to swell slightly faster, it was manageable. Sunburst smiled. There was no way this could go wrong…
Then things went wrong… Bigtime…
BREAK

>*GLURRRRRRRGGGGLLLEEEEE*
Everything went quiet in the auditorium, mouthes agape as they stared at the front and center unicorn, that had presumably made the sound. Sunburst stammered, but continued with his presentation, but he soon found it impossible…
>”So a-as you can see here, the ah-ah-ahhhhh…”
>*GRUMBBBBLE*
>”I ah, ah um uh… ohhh…
Sunbursts swollen belly had finally begun to touch the floor, pushing his legs apart as it began growing faster and faster, disturbing the illusion, as well as the other spells…
>”I-I-I-I-BUUURRRP!”
Sunburst’s cheeks grew hot and red as he felt himself bloat up, burping and swelling as he filled up  full of gas, the silencing spell now completely dissipated. Some of the audience members were giggling at all the burping, but they quickly stopped after what they witnessed next…
The illusion began to fade, causing Sunburst’s tummy to appear to be inflating quickly, stopping once it was at it’s actual size, snapping out of Sunburst’s robe…
>*GLOOOOOORGLE*
Sunburst let out a mighty belch, moaning as the rising  pressure stimulated him. He was at least a foot off the ground now, and the gas was still-building up. He felt his cock extend, leaking little droplets of precum, but thankfully it was behind him, so only the stagehands could see. Sunburst bounced against himself, wiggling his body to cause the rest of him to jiggle as he groped his massive stomach, sweating and hiccuping as he was hit with waves of pleasure. He desperately needed to-
>“Mr. Sunburst! What is this?!”
-Teleport away.
With a flash, Sunburst left the auditorium full of blushing mares and (mostly) disgusted stallions, the only evidence he was ever there being a few scraps of his shredded robes, and a few drops of cum.
Slowly, one of the more heavily blushing mares turned to her friend.
>”He’s sooo cute!”
>”I know, right!?”
BREAK

Sunburst landed on his belly in the middle of his room, the impact granting him orgasm as he jiggled and bounced, splurting cum down his belly and on the floor. He grunted and burped, feeling full and tired. Without much more hesitation, he fell asleep.

Day 5
I can never show my fat face in public again. They’ll laugh at me, call me a pervert. I need to deflate myself, so that I can develop a cure for this idiotic illness.
~S.B.
Took out the plug. Gas came out, but I didn’t get any smaller . It’s stuck inside me somehow...
~S.B.

Day 6
Humped myself silly today. Read a few comic books I had laying around while eating some cookies, then I moped about being a laughingstock. That’s about it.
~S.B.

Day 7
I’m getting pretty big. By my calculations, I’m 4 feet off the ground, and 6 feet in diameter. I’m very bouncy, but it’s getting hard to move my extremities...
~S.B.

Day 8
I’m glad I followed Missus Cylindrical advice and opened a window, otherwise I’m sure I would’ve gassed myself to death. Nothing else to say here.
~S.B.

Day 9
I’m so huge… I can’t move my hooves, they’re sunken into my body. Feels so good… So full…
~S.B.

Day 10
Doctors found me overnight. Brought me to the hospital. They say that they have no cure, but they can keep me from getting any bigger while they look for one. Some strange looking nurse dropped by though, said that she had some medicine for me to take. I doubt it’s the cure. What kind of hospital develops a cure in a single day?
~S.B.

Day 11
I don’t think that was a nurse…
~S.B.