Halloween Spoils Edition
Think we could get a greenfic going for this picture?
Mina dressing as Luna is too much waifu for a lone man to handle. Love this draw.
More fat Mina blurbs and stories perhaps?
Could you post all the images of that, if there's more than one?
Was there some sort of blurb or story written about this picture? If there wasn't, there should be.
I like this thread. This is a nice thread.
Working myself through a new style, more inbound.
Okay, you convinced me. Here's a small something just for you.
With a crunch and a slurp she was ready for more. Having polished off the latest entree in her quest to fill her belly, Mina let out a hearty belch, signaling the waiters that the next dish was ready to be served. The small table, which was now buried under dragon stomach, cried in agony, wooden frame cracking, as her seemingly bottomless stomach increased in weight and thickness. With no table visible to speak of, the waiters opted to serve her meals directly on top of her gut, much to the delight of their voracious guest.
She just couldn't get enough of this new delicacy she had discovered, she'd been visiting the restaurant every day for the past few weeks, gorging herself to the limit. The aftermath was apparent to all who gazed at her bloated body. She had managed to grow wider than four ponies standing head to tail, the lard on her generously adding a few inches to her height while sitting. This dragoness was very bottom heavy, so much so that viewing her from up front, one could easily see each cheek of her butt peeking out either side of her encroaching belly. Mina did also have wings hidden somewhere behind her, but they were so unimpressive and useless at this point that they were nothing more than little fans to keep her rolling back cool.
Mina's current addiction to this new style of cuisine was thanks to her new friend sitting across from her, a hefty light bluegreen scaled dragoness. DimSum was a big dragon, flab covering every inch of her body much like her counterpart opposite her. Her fat, however, settled on her quite differently. Most noticeably was that she appeared to be more stomach heavy, her butt no where near as wide as Mina's. Her arms were also noticeably much thicker, completely blanketing her flabby chest as she greedily chomped through a greasy quadruple patty burger.
She too was introduced to new cuisine upon meeting Mina. Quickly becoming fast friends, they had exchanged recommendations for their favorite foods. This fateful meeting created the two blobby dragons now sitting in front of the restaurant day in and day out.
Today was an annoying day for Mina. It wasn't that the restaurant had run out of food or that they refused to serve her, it was much more annoying than that. Her own body was the culprit. Days of eating nothing but fast food left her body restricted in its own flab. She could smell the delicious eggrolls sitting on her belly, mocking her, just out of reach. Try as she might, she was just a few inches short thanks to the two mounds of fat she called a chest. They fought for dominance against her lard laden arms, determined to keep them spread apart at her sides. They smooshed together, cutting off her line of sight as both arms tried to reach around them blindly, conforming with her movements to ensure they stayed displayed in front of her.
Her movements became more erratic, trying desperately to reach her meal just inches away, frustration increasing by the second. She was starving, wasting away, and she couldn't do anything to keep herself sustained. She refused to have others feed her, she wanted the pleasure of shoving the food in her mouth with her own stubby claws. The tidal waves of flab suddenly came to a halt as the plate slid further away, threatening to fall to the abyss beyond the horizon of her gut. She groaned, leaning back in frustration while also taking the opportunity to catch her breath. Her tiny wings flapped, trying to get a breeze going around her which didn't help much with the sun bearing down on her with full force.
“Need a claw?” a voice called out beside her.
With a slight turn a much smaller dragon came into view. A familiar purple and green dragon stood there waiting for an answer. It seemed he too had been indulging a bit too much in new foods he had discovered as his trophy of a pot belly hung out proudly. Spike was thicker overall, but no where near the sheer size of these two hefty ladies.
Spike sighed, “Yeah, you do need help. One sec.” He then began to scale the mound of fat. For a dragon of his size, he was quite quick, his claws having no trouble finding traction in the easily malleable blubber. Mina tried her best to stay still, his tubby claws poking her in all the wrong places as a giggle escaped her lips. She had always been ticklish, and Spike was in danger of inducing full on laughter which threatened to shake not only him off, but her plate of eggrolls as well. Thankfully, he reached the top before Mina lost control.
“Alright, lift your arms up. I think this should work,” he instructed. With slight delay she lifted those sandbag arms as high as she could, slightly higher than a 'T'. With both claws, he grabbed her left fat pec and pushed firmly. His feet dug into her stomach, hands engulfed in soft lard. Mina could feel her left chest beginning to slip under her arm, rolling off to the side of her stomach. With a few heaves, Spike had successfully cleared the first mound and fit it neatly under her armpit. Mina relaxed her left arm, drooping it slowly until it rested comfortably on the now wedged flesh under it. Her arm could no longer return to its default resting place, now slightly held aloft, but it didn't matter. Now she knew she could reach her prize. Just as Spike readied himself on her right chest, Mina reached with her now unobstructed arm to the plate in front of her. Triumphantly she grabbed a handful of eggrolls, as many as she could hold and shoved them all into her greedy mouth.
She had waited long enough and Spike was taking too long. Acting quickly, he shoved the last mound under her arm and slid off her stomach just as her log of an arm swung over his head to her prey. Grabbing the plate, she slid it up to her chin and began shoveling in the fried morsels.
Down below, Spike picked himself up and dusted himself off, “You're welcome,” he said sarcastically. Seeing as she was engrossed with her meal, he shrugged and turned his attention across the street. A new donut shop had just opened up and the thought of fresh baked frosted donuts made his mouth water. With a quick look back to confirm Mina needed no more help, he set off across the street, waddling as fast as he could. He deserved a reward he thought, for being so helpful, “A dozen should do nicely...well maybe 2. Aw heck, 3 sounds just about right, I'm sure Mina won't mind covering that.” With that last thought, he pushed open the doors and disappeared into the building.
Hope I don't double post. QR bugged out on me. Or maybe 4chan as a whole. Also PROTIP, character limit is 2000
Big dragon moobs getting in the way of eating... Very unf! Would love more stuff like this in the future.
Thanks a lot for the write. Short but definitely sweet!
I'd give just about anything to read a slice-of-life style romance story featuring Vinyl Scratch as a spunky, supersized fat filly and Octavia as the reserved and respectable roommate in deep denial about attraction to and feelings for the massive music mare.
Pretty cute, huh?
more cute balls of mares, please
don't need dubs to see that this is a good idea
Nope, I've been out of the loop, and generally out of things for awhile now, especially pony wise. Can't say I've even ever heard of the guy, but I'm glad I know now. This was a nice surprise. The picture is really good
>The fact that despite last thread's Conversation stopping dubs get, there may someday be more talk of fat Trixie Ideas and greentext stories....
It fills you with determination.
What can I say? I guess I'm just a pretty
Decided to go ahead and finish up that Spike sketch as well.
Yeah, there's a reason I check your tumblr daily.
sloby, bitchy queens
Twi being the royal belly holder is a good touch.
Actually before in the sketch, that navel looked like it was in the wrong spot anyway. Right now it should technically be the part in the center where the upper and lower belly meet.
Yeah, sorry about that. Honestly forgot about the belly button in general. The foal in there I decided to take out anyway intentionally, just because I didn't like how it turned out and I didn't want to redo it. So I guess I just forgot about the belly button as a whole.
Also, not super dominating evil Trixie, but have a quick smug Trixie sketch.
>You take one last breath of air before a heavy, white cloud smashes onto your face.
>The weight is almost too much as more and more pounds are pressed against your head. Darkness is all you can see as you feel yourself drawn into whatever is on top of you.
>Your hands dart out and find a grip on something soft and malleable. You squeeze and pull at the unknown substance, causing a deep moan to rock your core.
>A heat begins to build on your face as you press into this white cloud.
>The weight, the heat, the pressure... it all shoots past uncomfortable as the fluffy, jiggly mass continues crushing you.
>And yet...you can't ignore the arousal flooding your brain. Your cock is stiff and twitching, just begging for attention.
>A wet vacuum surrounds your cock, sending your brain into a haze. Nothing matters anymore but the otherworldly sensations making your skin tingle.
>Dripping water finds your lips in the black void and you open your mouth. The sweet nectar purifies your soul as it runs over your tongue.
>You crave more. You NEED it now. Bountiful and free flowing, you attach your mouth to the source.
>The sucking on your cock increases ten fold, making you shiver and shudder in your heavenly prison.
>As if you wanted to leave anyway. Every single neuron running through your brain tells you to stay.
>More and more nectar floods your mouth, spilling over your lips and dribbling down your chin and cheeks. You weep at the lost opportunity as the heat only grows in intensity.
>The white mass shivers and shudders as you make one final effort to chug this godly drink. You thrust your hips hard, filling up whatever has been attending to your cock with your seed.
>Your entire being dissolves as you find ultimate pleasure. For a moment, all you see and feel is nothing.
>Your eyes shoot open as the early Equestrian sun peeks into your bedroom. Sheets drenched in sweat, you pull yourself up from your pillow in a heavy pant.
>Your question goes unanswered as you peel yourself out of bed. The slick sweat clinging to your body makes your skin crawl as you walk towards the shower.
>A blush creeps across your face as you notice a stain farther down on your underwear. What are you, a thirteen year old?
>Even with the water blasting chilling water, a comforting warmth coats your skin. The dream returns to your mind, making your knees weak.
“What's wrong with me? Am I sick or something?”
>You pinch your arm, testing to see if you're still asleep. Everything SEEMS fine to you.
>Stepping out of the shower, you groom yourself and put on fresh clothes.
>Your bedsheets are yanked to the washer as you pour yourself a simple bowl of cereal.
>Before you can take a single bite, a rapid knock hits your door.
“A visitor this early? Well, today hasn't exactly been normal.”
>You shrug and head towards the door. Opening it reveals Derpy Hooves, still trying to knock on empty air.
>”Oops! Hi Anon!” She says with that endearing smile on her face. “I've got a very important letter for you! Came in this morning from Canterlot.”
>She opens her saddlebag and begins peeking at her letters. “No...nope...not that one....Where is it? It's all shiny and gold...I can't miss it!”
>You chuckle as you notice something gold and shiny sticking out of her hat.
“Hey Derpy, is your hat falling off?”
>”Oops! Let me fix that.” She muses, wandering a hoof onto her head and nudging the letter.
>”Oh yea! I put it in my hat so I wouldn't forget! Thanks, Anonymous.” She beams as she hands you the letter and flies off.
As long as it's trixie that's all that matters Astro. :V
If you're talking about that Harshwhinny fic from way back, it's unlikely that that will ever get continued.(at least by me.) Writing just does'nt come naturally for me, otherwise I would've already been trying to continue off of that Trixie Greentext from last thread.
>Implying I won't eventually do some fat gassy spoiled monarch Trixie at some point.
>You spin the letter around and frown. A sun pressed into a wax seal reveals just who sent urgent mail this early.
>Realizing how important this must be, you take care with the wax seal and open the envelope.
>Unfolding the letter, you take a moment to adjust to Princess Celestia's measured, looping cursive.
“Hello, Anonymous. It is my personal delight to invite you to attend the Canterlot Culinary Festival as my personal assistant.”
“Ponies from far and wide are here to show their creative talents in the kitchen and it would mean ever so much for you to be at my side for the day.”
“Inside the envelope is a special ticket to Canterlot Castle. The next train to Canterlot is leaving Ponyville at seven in the morning and I hope to see you on it.”
“Signed, Princess Celestia.”
>Your fingers glide over the sun seal pressed into the letter. Sure enough, you find a golden ticket hiding in the envelope waiting for you.
“Seven, huh? What time is...oh shit!”
>Peering at the clock reveals the time to be six forty-five. You toss the bowl of cereal in the refrigerator and make a mad dash for the train station.
>The train station was on the other side of Ponyville and you needed to book it if you expected any chance of catching the train.
>Everypony that tries to wave and greet you only gets a cloud of dust in response.
>You approach the platform to find royal guards stationed on the platform. They spot you in a flash and shove you aboard the train.
>”Mister Anonymous, so glad you arrived.” One of the guards said as he showed you to a very lavish seat.
“So....what's this all about?”
>”We were told that the Princess would inform you herself when you arrived. We're merely here for protocol and to see to anything else you might need.”
>Almost on cue, your stomach rumbles in agitation. A guard runs another car while you sit down in the comfortable seat.
>The guard returns with a cart filled with the best breakfast you'd ever seen. Pancakes drenched in syrup with bananas and honey on top with a side of eggs and bacon.
>”If you need anything else, let us know. We'll be outside.” The guards give a small bow before walking out of the private car.
>You almost don't want to eat it. Everything looks so perfect as it is. Hunger wins you over and the breakfast is demolished.
>As you sit in silence, your eyes wander around the private cabin. It seems fit for Celestia herself with fancy decorations and comfortable seating everywhere.
>Grinning, you pick up the magazine sitting nearby entitled “Fancy Cakes Around the World.” Yup, it's fit for Celestia, all right.
>It was no secret she was a cake fiend, always known to enjoy a slice of cake with her afternoon tea. Ponies all around Equestria often sent her cakes just for the chance to hear her praise.
>You pick up the magazine as there's nothing else to do. Flipping through the pages shows off everything you expect.
>Large, fancy cakes adorn every page with a small description or an interview of the chef who created it.
>You flip to the next page and a slow blush creeps onto your face. A picture of Princess Celestia gorged on the cake in the magazine is taped to the page.
>Frosting is smeared all over her face and belly as a scoop of cake sits in her hoof.
>Her eyes glint with mischief as she stares right at you. You flip to the next page and your hands begin to shake.
>Princess Celestia is rubbing her tummy with more frosting. A new cake is sitting next to her, half eaten with bite marks lining her meal.
>A picture of her giving a cake a sultry lick.
>Another of her bent over, her plump ass right in the shot.
>The next page has her muzzle deep in a cake almost as tall as you are. A second pic shows her cradling a huge chunk of cake positioned on her swollen stomach.
>The magazine crinkles as your hands shake and your hot, heavy breaths fill the air. It hurts to keep your erection in your pants as you continue to browse the magazine.
>It was just so erotic to you. The ruler of Equestria and famous goddess of the sun pigging out in some sort of naughty feeding session.
>You shuddered as another glorious shot of her ass adorned the page. A hand wandered down to your pants when a loud, screaming whistle snapped you out of your lust.
>You hurl the magazine across the train car, eager to ditch the evidence as the guards trot back in.
>”We'll be arriving at Canterlot Castle in a few moments....are you alright, Anonymous?” One of the guards asks.
“FINE! NEVER...never better, man.”
>Your cheesy smile doesn't seem to convince him as they make their exit. The train begins to slow as you spot Canterlot Castle approaching fast.
>The train stops at the station and the guards open the doors. You step onto the ornate marble floor and spot Princess Celestia awaiting you.
>”Good Morning, Anonymous. How was your trip?” Celestia asks in a motherly tone.
>Embarrassment fills your brain and your mouth shoots out a reply before you say something stupid.
“Great! It was a smooth ride and the breakfast waiting me was amazing!”
>You feel some of that familiar heat return to your face as your eyes flicker from Celestia's face to her body.
>Her thin, lithe form betrays the images you saw on the train. Relaxing a tiny, bit, you give a small bow.
>”Oh goodness, Anonymous. You don't need to be so formal. Today is a day of casual celebration! Follow me and I'll show you what I mean.”
>Princess Celestia trots to a nearby balcony and waves her hoof. You look to the streets of Canterlot and take in a most impressive view.
>The streets are filled with booths packed with food, ponies wandering around having a grand time while munching on all sorts of tasty looking delicacies.
>”It's the Canterlot Culinary Festival today and you've been chosen to be my personal assistant.” The princess smiles at you as you stand in awe.
“But...what does that mean? Don't you have the guards to help you out any time you need it?”
>Princess Celestia grins as she walks away from the balcony. “While it's true my guards are excellent for my many needs...”
>Her horn cracks with magic and her regalia and crown disappear from her body,
>”...They can be real sticks in the mud sometimes. Today is about fun.”
>She winks at you and playfully sticks out her tongue. “So just do what feels natural today, Anon. No formalities, no restraint. Make your desires come true.”
>You swear she shook her hips as she put emphasis on the word “desires”.
>She guided you through the halls and out to the bustling streets. Ponies began to bow at the sight of their ruler but she held up a hoof.
>”Plug your ears, Anon. I don't want to cause you any discomfort.”
>You covered your ears as best you could before Celestia's booming voice almost knocked you over.
>”CITIZENS OF CANTERLOT. PLEASE ENJOY YOURSELVES AND DO NOT FRET! I AM HERE AMONG YOU AS A FRIEND, NOT AS A RULER.”
>Her royal decree over, Celestia turns to you and her mouth moves.
>The ringing in your ears keeps her words from reaching you.
“UM....WHATEVER YOU WANT, PRIN...CELESTIA!”
>She smiles and giggles like a schoolfilly. Celestia walks over to the nearest stand as her stomach lets out a small rumble.
>Celestia returns with two plates in her magical grip. She offers you a slice of pie before bringing a plate to her muzzle and takes a huge bite.
>Celestia moans as she eats, finishing her pie in seconds. Crumbs adorn her mouth as she dabs her mouth with a napkin.
>You've barely taken a single bite as Celestia trots off to another stand. Cake is her target this time as she holds a massive slice of what looks like Germane chocolate cake.
>She almost shoves the entire slice in her mouth, her cheeks bulging outwards as she moans in contentment.
“Whoa, Celestia. The fair lasts all day, right? Maybe you should pace yourself and actually TASTE the food you're eating.”
>Another napkin smears away the chocolate stuck to her cheeks. “Oh, Anon...you have no idea how LONG I've been waiting for this day.”
>She doesn't break eye contact as several pastries are grabbed with her golden aura, just for each treat to get shoved right into her mouth.
>Celestia's neck bulges outwards as the massive flow of sugary treats is sent right to her stomach. She groans as her stomach seems to inflate right before your eyes.
>She smiles as she swallows the last morsel floating in front of her.
>”The castle saves up funds just for this day. Every stall is paid off in full so everypony here gets anything they want for free.”
>”So I let my little ponies loose in Canterlot for a day, every single one of them indulging until they all become massive gluttons.”
>”And I am always at the top, the biggest, fattest glutton of them all.” Celestia leans in close and whispers in your ear.
>”Don't pretend you don't enjoy this. I KNOW you looked at those pictures in the train and it was no coincidence your dreams were so vulgar.”
>Celestia pulls away to stuff a wedge of angel food cake in her mouth and to watch your increasing blush as she swallows it.
>You mumble as you sweat bullets. Celestia gives you a soft smile before turning around and heading to another stall.
>Her ass wiggles to her steps and her small dome of a belly bounces along with it.
>”Celestia! Would you like to try some cookies?” A mare calls out, waving her hoof like crazy.
>Celestia eagerly trots over as her magic begins snatching up cookies from the booth. The mare grins as several other ponies trot over and begin feasting on her wares.
>By the time you approach the stall, every cookie on the counter is gone. Celestia and her mob let out a simultaneous belch as they pat their stomachs.
“You're gonna get full sooner or later. I've never seen a pony eat so much in one sitting.”
>”If you thought that was something, you should wait till I get REALLY full.” Celestia says with a husky whisper.
>She smacks her lips and coughs. “I need a bit of milk to wash down all this rich food. Anon, can you find a milk stall?”
“You mean like the one right next to the cookie stall?”
>You point over to the next booth as the waiting mare fills up a glass pitcher full of milk. “Would you like a glass, Celestia?”
>”Pour a glass for Anon and leave the pitcher.” Celestia asks. The mare is quick to fill a tall glass for you before turning to her other customers.
>You pick up your glass and take a small sip. It's good. VERY good.
>Tilting the glass back, you drink up the milk in a hurry. When you finish, Celestia hands you the almost full pitcher.
>”Using my magic has overtaxed me, Anon. Could you help me drink mine?” Celestia bats her eyes at you and pouts.
>Shaking your head, you heft up the pitcher and place it on her lips. The creamy milk enters her mouth and she noisily gulps away at her drink.
>You tilt the pitcher away, only for her magic to force your arms back into position. The flow becomes too much and milk begins to dribble down the sides of her mouth.
>It runs down her cheeks and her neck before splattering on the ground. Each gulp that does make it inside her mouth sends her belly swelling outwards.
>Both you and the stall mare are blushing as Celestia finishes. She pats her tummy and wipes her mouth with a hoof. “Delicious. You need to learn to enjoy the little things, Anon.”
>She gives the mare a wink and trots off, her belly sloshing with each step.
>The mare behind the booth lets out a sigh and her tail rises just a bit. You turn to look and notice she's hooked up to her supply tank.
>She bites her lip and shudders as her supply tank surges with fresh milk. It's her turn to wink at you as your whole face become red.
>”Anon! Where are you? I need somepony to help me hold all these cupcakes!” Celestia calls out from the crowd.
>You run off, leaving the mare to her...”job”. You find Celestia at a nearby stall as several cupcakes revolve around her head.
>”Anon, can you hold these cupcakes still? I can't seem to concentrate when I'm so full!” She whines as she snaps her teeth at a spinning sweet.
>Your shaky hands grip a cupcake from the air and present it to Celestia. Her lips wrap around the icing as she slowly devours the treat.
>The cupcake is gone in seconds without a trace left behind. You move to grab another cupcake but her lips wrap around a finger, sucking off any stray flavors left behind.
>Your finger exits her mouth with a lewd pop saliva dripping from her lips and your finger for a moment.
>She moans as another cupcake is placed near her lips. Celestia's magic grabs your hard and forces the cupcake and your fingers in her mouth.
>Her tongue runs over your skin as she idly shoves the cupcake in her cheek. You remove your hand and grab another cupcake.
>Before she can force it, you shove the cupcake into her mouth. Her moans grow louder as you shove a third one inside her eager lips.
>She begins to chew and swallow, moaning all the while. You can see her tail raising itself up as you continue to keep her cheeks stuffed with pastry and icing.
>With the last one in her tummy, Celestia shudders in delight. Her body falls against yours, making sure your hands land around her taut stomach.
“Okay, I think we overdid it. Do you need me to get a few of your guards to help you back to the castle?”
>”Just...rub my belly for a moment? I promise I'll feel better if you do.” She whispers in your ear.
>Your hands begin wandering around her taut gut, her fur tickling your palms.
>The telltale hum of magic fills your ear. Her belly begins to soften in your hands, tight fullness replaced with soft, squishy chub.
>Her growing belly spreads your fingers apart just a little as her stomach squishes to your touch.
>Celestia straightens herself out and smiles. “I feel so much better, Anon. Thank you so very much.”
>She gives you a kiss on the cheek before turning around and trotting off to another stand. Her belly wobbles and jiggles as her newly added pounds cling to her body.
>Her ass joins in on the fun, bouncing in time to each little step. You and several other ponies stare at her impressive rear before you take after her.
>”Oh! Oh! Celestia! Would you like to try some pudding?” A young colt asks as she approaches the stall.
>He offers a small cup and slides a spoon over the counter. Celestia giggles as she levitates the cup to her mouth and gulps down the entire serving in an instant.
>”I hope that was just a small taste test for the main event, sir. As you can see, I'm VERY hungry today.” Celestia grins as she pats her new pounds.
“H..hey, buddy. I got this, okay?”
>You walk into his booth and grin as you see a pressurized container sitting on the ground. You lift a nozzle over the counter and offer it to Celestia.
>”Goodness, Anon. When did you become so bold?” Celestia grins as she places the tube in her mouth. She sits on the ground with her belly on display as you crank open the valve.
>Her cheeks puff out as the pudding fills her mouth. Celestia's throat bulges outwards as she is forced to swallow massive gulps of the chilled treat.
>The effects are immediate. Her stomach swells out with each massive gulp, forcing Celestia to spread her hind legs just a bit.
>Inch by inch, her tummy grows before your eyes. Celestia suppresses a cold shudder as she struggles to force the newest treat into her stomach.
>She groans in discomfort as she pokes her stuffed stomach with a hoof. It barely seems to give as more pudding is forced into her belly.
“Want to stop?”
>She shakes her head, moaning as her magic hums to life. You walk away from the counter and begin massaging her belly as she converts the heavy pudding into plush fat.
>A crowd forms around Celestia, cheering her on as she drains the tank. “DRINK! DRINK! DRINK!”
>Your hands sink into her softening belly, rolls of fat clinging to her body as a hollow sound echoes from the tube,
>”YEAAAAAA!!!!” The crowd goes wild as Celestia sits on the ground in a dazed stupor. She gives one last moan before her cheeks puff out once more.
>”BUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAP!” She releases a sickly sweet belch in the air, causing the crowd to lose it and run off to mimic their princess.
>Her belly squishes into her hind legs, hovering inches from the ground. She sighs as she shifts her weight, her stomach jiggling and smooshing against the ground and her body.
>”Oof...I haven't tried anything like that in years.” She moans in delight. Her tail hikes up in excitement, revealing her soaked nethers.
>Her ass is truly fitting for such a massive glutton. Her cutie marks have stretched a little as her expanded ass seems to jiggle with her every move.
>”Tell me, Anon. Which do you like better? My new belly or my squeezable rear?” She pushes her butt against your chest as her magic forces your arms to her belly.
>You give her belly a small grope and a pat before pulling them back to her booty. You take a step back to allow her rear to bounce in your face and grab each cheek with ferocity.
>Celestia moans and raises her tail even higher as you allow your fingertips to lightly graze her skin before pulling away.
>Her breath is ragged as she yanks you to another booth. “Feed me, Anon. Stuff me until I can barely use my magic to bloat that ass just for you.”
>Several stallions cheer as you shove an entire pie tin at Celestia's muzzle, staining her glorious coat a vibrant pink as she makes quick work of the pastry.
>Another pie takes it's place and another after that. You keep up the pace until the entire stall is cleaned out of anything sweet and fattening.
>Celestia's magic works overtime as she keeps her body digesting everything as she eats it, not allowing her belly to fill up as it fills out.
>With another cake, her face becomes soft and plump. Those cookies give her legs and thighs just a bit more jiggle and wiggle as she trots to another stand.
>An entire stall's worth of cookies give her chest and neck a nice layer of plush fat for you to squeeze and play with.
>A stand dedicated to pancakes and Prench toast gives her a more hug-able, squeezable belly that sags and sways lower and lower with each bite.
>On top of it all, every single bite sends more calories to her hips and ass. Her hips round out and fill up with soft rolls of fat, giving her walk a pronounces strut.
>A strut that sends her ass into a constant wobble as she eats. Her nonstop eating keeps her rear growing bigger, fatter, more plump and bouncy as she stuffs herself with everything and anything you present her with.
>You reach the last stall in the line, exhaustion catching up with you as Celestia finishes her pitcher of milk.
>She sighs as she sets down the glass and smiles. “You've done well as my assistant, Anon. Now you get to help me with the final attraction for the day.”
>You follow her, keeping a close eye on her swaying ass, onto a stage in the busiest section of the fair.
>Celestia takes a deep breath, cuing you to cover your ears.
>”PONIES OF CANTERLOT! THE DAY IS NOW OVER! COME TO THE CENTRAL STAGE FOR THE FINAL ACT AND THE SETTING OF THE SUN!”
>Ponies cheer as they gather in front of you. Two giant wheelbarrows of snacks appear on either side of the stage.
“So...just what is this final act?”
>”It's quite simple, Anon. To close out the daytime ceremonies and bring on the night for my sister's turn, I am going to set the sun while my subjects feed me...”
>She widens her stance and fully raises her tail, revealing her ripe, plump ass to you. “All while my assistant shows off his work by fucking me senseless.”
>You instantly blush. Noticing every single set of eyes on you and Celestia, you panic.
“It would have been NICE to know this back at the castle, Princess!”
>A pony approaches the stage with a large doughnut in his hoof. He shoots you a grin as the stallion offers the fried treat to Celestia.
>She gobbles it up and grins as another pony takes his place. The crowd, however, begins to frown as nothing else happens.
>”PANTS OFF! PANTS OFF! PANTS OFF! FUCK HER! FUCK HER!” They chant as you stand there, bashful and red.
>Magic hums through the air as somepony tugs on your clothes. More and more horns light up as several spots are pulled at once.
>With a giant rip, your shirt is torn into about five different pieces.
“HEY! Stop that!”
>You cry out as somepony yanks off your belt and another pops the button from the waistband. Your pants fall to the ground, exposing your boxers to the crowd.
“Celestia, your subjects are HUGE perverts!”
>”Isn't it great?” She says before a few cookies are shoved into her mouth.
>Magic grips at your boxers and you shout in surprise.
“OKAY! FINE! OFF COME THE BOXERS!”
>They cheer out as you quickly slip off your underwear and toss them into the crowd. A group of mares leap at the cloth, shredding it to bits as they demand it for themselves.
>You take a few deep breaths and place your hands on Celestia's wide hips. Your fingers sink into her fat and your cock twitches in excitement.
>With a gentle touch, you press your hips against Celestia's massive rear. Your cock slides through her butt crack and the crowd cheers like crazy.
>You're forced to reposition your hands to her ass and spread Celestia's cheeks as wide as you can. Even with your cock fully erect, you can't get past her flabby rear and thick thighs to enjoy her wet slit.
>Celestia's ass cheeks squish and flatten against your crotch as you guide yourself blind through the sea of white fat.
>Something wet nudges your cock and you thrust hard. Celestia moans through her mouthful of brownie as you finally penetrate her sex.
>Her forelegs give out and her upper body slams into the stage. Her fat ripples from her chest to her belly and back to her ass cheeks.
>Everything jiggles at once, sparking a deep, primal lust inside you. If you were gonna fuck the ruler of the country, it was gonna be something to remember.
>A deep grunt escapes you as you push your cock deeper into her pussy. Celestia cooed as both ends are filled, causing the crowd to cheer in delight.
>Spectators left and right are mounting mare, stallions and anypony willing to get cock inside them.
>Soon, the entire block is moaning with the combined lust of half the town.
>Their lust drives you as you drive your cock as deep as you can into Celestia. With everypony too horny to stand straight, she's taken it upon herself to deliver her snacks to her greedy mouth.
>You place your hands on her hips and find the strength to pump even faster. Celestia's body never stops jiggling, even as her belly swells tight with more and more empty calories.
>The sun dips over the horizon, cascading the town in a deep purple aura until the streetlights flare with magic.
>Every face is trained on you, watching you in anticipation as Celestia has finally stopped eating.
>Her tongue flops out of her mouth and her face is coated with crumbs and frosting.
>”Habba...goo....haaaaa...mmmmmm.” She moans, barely able to make noise as you slow your thrusts and pound her fat ass for all you've got.
>Celestia screams as the sun finally sets on Canterlot, her orgasm flaring out and burning bright like the giant suns stretched out on her flanks.
>Her violent reaction tips you over the edge. Celestia milks your cock as your teased, pent up load is unleashed into her wet, slippery depths.
>Sweat drips from your forehead as you try to recover. The day was finally over with you leaning on top of Celestia's immense ass as her citizens continue to feed her.
>She eats like a machine, unable to do more than chew and swallow. Other stallions follow suit, feeding their mares of choice as everypony basks in the afterglow.
>”ARE YOU PONIES READY FOR THE NIGHT?” A royal Canterlot voice echoes from the sky. The ponies cheer as Princess Luna soars through the air and lands on the stage.
>An orange pegasus follows behind and Princess Luna grabs him with her wing. “Come, Astro! Let us see if Celestia managed to leave anything for us to enjoy!”
>Little hearts float from his eyes as he follows Luna around, already eager to assist her in every way possible.
>”Let...let us head back to the castle, Anon. I'm in need of a shower.”
>Celestia's magic tugs at your entire body and the world blurs. When everything corrects itself, you realize you are in Celestia's bedchambers.
>Celestia waddles over to a spacious room connected to her bedroom and looks over her shoulder.
>”Well, assistant? Unless you desire to nitpick, the day isn't technically over. Want to join me in the shower?”
>She gives her mighty booty a shake, sending her ass cheeks jiggling and clapping against themselves.
>With a shrug, you follow her into the grand bathroom. Ornate decorations hang from the walls and the ceiling, the entire place screaming royalty.
>You whistle at Celestia's bathtub. It isn't so much a bathtub as it is a highly decorated pool just for her.
>She giggles and leads you to her shower. A massive section walled off by glass. Celestia opens the door and trots inside, moaning as her hips and rear become wedged in the door.
>”Assistant? Could you help me get into my shower? Your desire for a fat derriere has gotten me stuck.” Celestia pouts as she peeks back at you.
“Sure thing, Celestia. Let me just...”
>Your hands sink onto her ass, fingers curled up as you grope and knead her fat instead of properly shoving her through.
>Her moan echoes through the bathroom and rings through your ears. She tenses up and pulls herself through after a forceful shove of your hands.
>You follow her inside as she turns the water on. Several spouts cascade warm water over you both, relaxing all the tension of the day.
>Her magic offers you a giant bottle of shampoo. You reach out and squirt a generous amount on her back and scrub the suds around.
>”Your hands truly feel wonderful on my skin, Anon. It's been an absolute delight today to have you rub every inch of my body.” Celestia coos as your hands wander to her bloated sides.
>As you scrub, you feel a certain butt pressing into your crotch. Celestia gives you a wink as she smooshes her rear into you, letting her fat grab your cock once again.
>Celestia moves backwards until you're pinned to the wall, her massive butt crack swallowing most of your lower body.
>You wriggle around for a bit, grabbing huge rolls of Celestia's flab to try and relieve some of the pressure but the hefty princess doesn't budge.
>Instead, she lowers her body and lets her wet ass cheeks glide and grind on your dick. Her warm fat envelops your body and you shudder.
>Without any other option, you pinch her butt cheeks with your arms, tightening her grip on you.
>You can feel the heat of her pussy running up your length as she jerks you off with her ass.
>”C'mon, Anon. Cum all over my ass. You know it's the best in Equestria.”
>You offer her a slap on her butt, sending her fat wobbling like crazy.. She picks up her pace, her belly slapping the ground each time she lowers her rear,
“It's the best. The only way you could improve it is if I had more to grab and snuggle my face into every night.”
>Celestia moans as you give her rear another slap. Red, palm shaped marks pop up as you slap, fondle and squeeze her perfect ass,
>She slides down one last time and you lose it. With your cock barely free of her grip, you release yourself, cumming all over her pearly white booty.
>Celestia grins as she picks up the forgotten shampoo and places it back in your hands. You squirt the shampoo onto her rear and scrub, washing away your dirty deed.
>She behaves herself for the rest of the shower as you manage to clean every last spot. Content, she turns off the shower heads and slips through the doorway.
>Hot, fluffy towels await you both, although it takes a bit longer to dry off Celestia.
>You follow her to her bed as she holds out a small comb.
“You're really laying it on for me, Princess. I bet you do this to all the guys you fuck in the shower.”
>She giggles as you take her ethereal hair and gently comb it, slowly restoring her mane to its usual glory.
>”Thank you, Anon. I know I've stated it before, but you've really made me feel wonderful today.” Celestia sighs as she lies in her bed.
“It was an honor, Princess. Can't say I've ever had an experience like that.”
>She smiles as she pats the space next to her in bed. “It would be rude of me to send you off to the train without any clothes. Perhaps you wouldn't mind staying the night?”
>Celestia pulls up the blanket and you slide right in. You sigh as she wraps her arms around you, her body warm and squishy to the touch.
“So...this all ends tomorrow.”
>You ask, a hint of melancholy in your voice.
>”Ah, the stress of a princess is never over. By tomorrow, my body will have burned off most of this lovely gift you have given me and I shall return to my duties.”
>An idea sparks in your mind and you wiggle out of her grip.
>”Anon? What are you ohhhhhhhh.” She moans as you trail kisses down her chest, to her belly and to her plump thighs.
>Celestia flips onto her stomach, giving you full access to her rear. You drag your tongue along her rump, starting near her legs and slowly reaching her dock.
>Her body shudders, sending her booty quaking in desire. With a mighty shove, you part her heavy cheeks and gaze upon your prize.
“You know, Celestia. You never made good on your dream last night. I aim to fix that.”
>You taunt her by pressing your head between her pillowy cheeks and kissing and caressing the edges of her sex.
>It brings a smile to your face as she grunts in frustration, shifting her body to try and get you into proper position.
>You get nice and close, letting your breath tease her winking clit when you hear her horn flare with magic.
>”Anon, you better start licking if you know what's good for you!” She moans as her magic presses your face right into her pussy.
>Her arousal almost burns as Celestia clenches her rear against your head. You stick out your tongue and finally get a taste of her sweet nectar.
>It's even better than her dreams could have imagined. You dive in, shoving your tongue deep into her depths as her ass keeps you trapped.
>That doesn't mean you don't keep busy. Your hands reach over to her rear and fondle her cheeks, savoring her soft, squeezable ass for the last time.
>Celestia's moans are muffled by the fat blocking your ears but it doesn't matter. All you focus on is her sweet, plump pussy and the divine booty gripping your head.
>Fingertips glide over Celestia's perfect skin, sinking into her fat as you grip as much as you can
>It's getting harder and harder to breathe as Celestia's arousal fills your lungs. Even as your lungs burn for fresh air, you keep licking.
>Her clit winks furiously as she ebbs closer and closer to her peak. Your tongue runs along the pink nub before pressing your lips around it.
>Your cheeks sink into your mouth as you suck on her clit for a second. Celestia screams and you know it's time to finish this.
>You pull yourself in as deep as you can go, lashing your tongue at any part of Celestia you can when her body shudders and wobbles violently.
>A beautiful scream fills the air as Celestia cums, drenching your face with her femcum as her walls clench your tongue.
>Her body relaxes and Celestia's head thumps to her pillow. You carefully slide out of her butt crack, sweat and cum dripping from your head.
>Celestia's soft snoring fills the room, her face plastered with a smile as she sleeps.
>You slide close to her and wrap your arms around as much belly as you can. Gotta enjoy it while it lasts.
>The rhythmic rise and fall of her chest and gentle warmth lull you to sleep. Your day as her assistant is finally over.
Another Sun-Day to bask in her glory as her suns widen and fatten before our eyes. Hope you guys enjoyed it
>literally everything about that
Tankris, noe. plz
i need that blood to stay conscious
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>That Astro cameo
Thanks for that Tankris, that really made my day! Story was a great read in general of course.
Now here's hoping for a fic of Astro and Luna plumping up together.
Also, some plump Luna: https://www.dropbox.com/s/5llnam86pfqmoql/plumpwaifu.png?dl=0
It's not super fat other than some booty, so I'll just link it just in case.
I wonder what Apple Bloom will look like when she wakes up.
Well after the many stories that have already graced the thread so far today I hope we have room for one more story.
This was an older request I had for Eris in the 63'd universe to go on a rampage on a candy pony town of her own design. I hope you all enjoy. I do like writing longer pieces but staying focused on it for a long enough time is tricky with my schedules. For those who are interested in a queue to watch my stuff and harass me about getting things done check out a Trello I set up.
Not Astro, but I quickly edited up the picture a bit. Put back in the slob and bellybutton foal.
Yo, me here. I don't want people to think I'm gonna write this, it's not my thing. In fact I'm working on something more my style for my first complete green now, but I was thinking I could do a bit more to help the cause. Mind you if I do it will be the ABSOLUTE last one I do, dead end no more on this from me. That's my offer, yay or nay?
Honestly, just do your own thing. I'd rather no story than one written by someone who constantly announces how much they despise doing it and acting like they were held at gunpoint to write it.
Sorry I suppose. It's just that it just kind of seems ridicules that after all the conversation and such over it that someone hasn't already done it yet. For me it's like being lactose intolerant and watching a delicious looking cake not get eaten at a party. I don't want any, but it drives me crazy that no one else has even touched it three hours after getting there, but they all keep talking about how tasty it looks.
Hope that makes sense.
Like I said, it just has so much support. From plenty of anons saying they'd love it to 25x4 get to now even some good art being made of it. The cake is just waiting to be eaten my friend, but I suppose me bitching about how I hate writing it isn't gonna get it done. Just trying to help, ya know? Anyway this just gives me time to work on my own thing, so it should be up not far from now.
Looks like im done with drinking forever.
Woke up in the morning on a toilet and was throwing up bile the whole time so that's a sign my body hate the stuff lol.
Anyways, hope everyone had a decent Spookyween weekend. Any requests?
I drank half a beer and fell asleep watching Halloween 5. Draw something based on that.
glad you guys enjoyed it and thanks for the feedback.
I want to see him or Rarity or Twilight give those moobs a nice squish and tease him about how big they are...
Also thanks for the very nice edit. Saved me from having to do the work!
Would you calm down about your Chineighse cartoons and just eat some fucking cake already?
So here's part one of that thing I said i was gonna do.
>Your walking down the streets of Ponyville with a bag full to the brim with sweets of all types.
>You were heading to your shared home with Rarity.
>On your way you passed many other humans and plump ponies.
>The sight might have seemed strange a few years ago honestly, but today it was commonplace.
>Not too long ago some kind of magical rift of undetermined origin had brought a bunch of humans over to Equestria.
>A lot of the normal hi jinks you'd might expect came and passed as you all integrated into pony life.
>And boy did you guys have on the little cuddly equines.
>For whatever reason most magic didn't work on humans, specifically any kind being directed at them.
>Other things affected by magic could still affect them, but are significantly weaker.
>How did this lead to the chubbying of the ponesTM?
>As this would turn out it made you guys pretty good for fighting whatever villain happened to threaten everything ever that day.
>Really, just by making magic useless humans are the most OP things in Equestria, so thankfully for the ponies humans seemed quite enamored with them.
>You had your own reasons you loved the living plush toys, but for whatever reason the others did is what lead to the greatest era in pony history.
>With threats being dealt with in mere moments and humans becoming protective and dotting over the ponies the little guys hardly had to do anything themselves.
>Some ponies weren't as affected as others, like Rainbow Dash.
>"Meh, it's nice having the apes around, their pretty cool. But while everypony else wants to take the chance to laze around I'm taking this as my chance to get in all that extra training I've been needing to get into the Wonderbolts!"
>No one had the heart to tell her the Wonderbolts had disbanded because they had been all pampered into obesity and could no longer fly.
>Others took to the new life style like Applejack and her family had.
>With humans filling in to do everything at the farm the lack of activity they had very quickly plumped up.
>Bigmac got off the easiest, his already stocky frame not looking that worse the ware with a few extra pounds.
>Granny Smith somehow remained untouched, looking no different now than ever.
>Kept saying something about "It's my old secret."
>Applebloom was getting pretty big, gaining an extra thirty pounds, but she was an active little filly and along with her fellow crusaders they kept busy looking for cutie mark problems to solve.
>Applejack had exploded with fat.
>The mare could hardly move anymore, not that she really needed to.
>She had herself a girlfriend now, a nice girl named Femnon.
>Femnon absolutely SPOILED her, going way out of her way to tend to the mares every little need.
>It certainly showed when Applejack broke her bed one night.
>You won't go over everypony in town, but there was one more you wanted to mention.
>Your marefriend Rarity, whose house you were approaching.
>You walked up and opened the door, the familiar little bell chiming.
"Rarbare, I'm back with the sweets!"
>"Oh Anonymous dear! I'm upstairs, just one moment!"
>You head to the kitchen and start laying everything out on the table.
>It's actually a lot more than what Rarity normally eats, but Sweetie was supposed to be coming over today.
>"My my Anon, you just know how to treat a mare don't you?"
>Hearing that prim proper yet still surgery sweet voice you turn around to see Rarity in the kitchen doorway.
And yeah, that's it for tonight. I know it's not much but I should have more ready tomorrow. Hope ya'll like it so far.
In that case, how about a little WIP I got going then, that I'll hopefully finish up tomorrow. https://www.dropbox.com/s/l3vhse0sxzf4zlo/lunabawbwip.png?dl=0
That may or may not involved some fat Astro getting crane lifted in for the good stuff that lies beneath that flab.
I decided to make a little quick piece. It was more done for comedy so yeah.
It's also the first non-NSFW piece I posted on here. :B
Roseluck giving an unamused look causing her chins to be rather pronounced.
Equal pone being of equal width all around.
I forgot to say that I plan on making a fat pony comic. Right now it might just be a webcomic since I'm iffy about making physical books for multiple reasons (e.g. copyright issues, enough interest, etc). Either way, I think it would be a fun way to practice making comics.
I honestly haven't noticed the "making hooves look like nipples" thing. I'm flattered by the compliment, though.
will get to the others later, not feeling so well tonight. sorry guys.
I touched this up a bit.
If anyone wants, I could probably give editing other pics a shot, but I'm not amazing at it.
Yes, that's perfect! You even went the extra mile and gave her shading and color. Now she finally has some fat art. Thanks for drawing her!
Are you trying a new line and coloring style, it looks different from your usual stuff?
You know it.
>royal sisters kissing
Cal, plz. This is a blue board.
he drew hoofs pressing into armfat
that's...I need more of that
That edgelord made me laugh. Thanks for making my morning.
>tfw suddenly another wave of Anons appears without being turned into pones
>they feed and pamper all the chubs to try and tempt them into crossing over to the blob side
>everyone is happy
>"Omigosh, a website! Do you have shitposting?"
It's a dark stormy night, folks are busy huddled around their fat horses.
Date night can get pretty expensive when waifu is a blob.
It is very cold here.
Fat horse would be nice.
Preferably Lyra, to snuggle up next to for heat.
Probably too late by now but eh
How about some Sunlight?
>tfw slime inflation isn't a thing anymore after the Smooze episode
really sweet. i got tearful
Could someone color that princess sketch?
I'm certainly not complaining about overly long necked pone.
Though his pone anatomy is totally whack.
Also, speaking of Swanlestia. Blurb from anyone about neck fat causing a pone's neck to stretch out and make them taller overall. To possibly make them taller than even Celestia, by chance?
In order to take out two fetishes with one blurb.
I leave you with a very fat Apple Bloom.
Late update, apology's edition.
>You can't help but smile that cute dimpled face lighting up as she looks at the assorted sweet breads.
>Looking her over you admire her body for a moment.
>Her over all weight was about the average for ponies now a days, being at the very least twice as big as she had been.
>That adorable face was the least affected, but the noticeable pudge on her cheeks and chin made her look so damn cute you nearly had a stroke whenever she pouted.
>Though honestly most of the time her pouts were your fault, you just couldn't keep you self from gently pinching those cheeks.
>You can't say you fared any better with her tubby tummy.
>It was almost mesmerizing watching her belly swing ever so slightly nearly past her knees as she trotted.
>With the way she ate it was never packed taut full, always being enticingly soft.
>This didn't stop her from asking her for belly rubs regardless.
>Speaking of rubbing there was her best asset left to speak of, her rump.
>Glorious was just the first in many a similar words you could use to describe it.
>It sagged just the ever slightest, keeping it self up rather well despite it's immensity.
>To hug both white orbs of silky soft flesh took your entire span, you having to reach a little further everyday.
>Rarity was well aware of your admiration of her posterior and delighted in teasing you anytime she possibly could.
>When ever she was in your company, wiggling it when she had to lean down, taking more opportunities TO lean down than needed, adding more sway in her walk, ALWAYS being sure to rub you a little with it when you two were close.
>Years ago you would have said breasts were your main digs, but their sacrifice in the face of this new world was made very easy with the help of the ever growing rear end presented for you to delight in.
>"Anonymous, are you alright? You seem rather distracted by something~."
>Blinking you realize you had been staring at Rarity's booty for the last minute, but that mischievous grin, lidded eyes and hoof rubbing her a plump buttock as leaned into the table told you she didn't mind one bit.
>You blush madly but don't try to hide your own grin.
"How could I possibly ignore it? It takes up a good bit of space you know."
>Walking over to her you begin tracing a finger over her tush until you reach her hoof, grabbing and holding it in your hand.
"Of course that isn't a bad thing. By all means it's a pleasure to have so much majesty to wittiness."
>To top off your sentence you lean down and plant a quick kiss on her bum.
>Giggling like a filly with her first crush she puts the hoof she had been using to rub her butt to gently push you away a small distance.
>A nice deep cherry red now streaked her own face, that same grin still on her muzzle as she looked you in the eyes.
>"Oh you marvelous beast, you just can't help yourself can you?"
>You nod, what was true was simply true.
>Her grin then deflated a tad as she took a quick glance at a clock hanging from a wall.
>"Unfortunately dear we'll have to put a hold on our "fun" for now. Sweetie will be home from school soon."
>Turning back to you she streaked her neck a bit, leaning up with perked lips.
>You meet her the rest of the way and you share a quick by loving kiss.
>Separating just in time you hear the front door handle rattle before opening with that tiny ding and small but strong steps scampering in.
>"That would be her now. If you could would you please help her with her homework? I should have dinner ready by the time your done."
"No problem Rares."
>As you start walking out the kitchen Rarity slides her tail against your thigh and calls to you softly just before you leave the room.
>"And don't worry dear, you know I'm too generous to tease without a delivering, just be patient and wait for tonight love."
>Again you just nod, though you do so enthusiastically, and at last leave to go find that little ball of sugar Sweetie Belle.
>You don't look for long as you hear a squeaky scream of delight the second you enter the show room.
KK, that would be it for tonight. Leave a like if you liked it and don't forget to sub-wait..oh shit that isn't right.
>"Luna, dear sister, please, you're embarrassing yourself and your crown-"
"Quiet, sister! We shall connect with our subjects, even if it requires exchanging monetary wealth for intercourse!"
>"Luna, I'll have the chefs-"
"Fired! We hath discovered the TRUE culinary geniuses of Canterlot! They reside at the establishment known as 'Hay Burger'! Have the current kitchen staff executed, and leave me be!"
>"Grr... We don't execute ponies for-"
"Silence! You, orange stallion! Prepare thy purse and thy anus!"
wait a minute...
but he's a poorfag
Would also like to see this, if there's any writefriend as weird as Astro and I
A neck to end all fragile ceilings.
Hey! Astro has standards.
It's just that those standards are Luna.
Oh no, you're meeting all my standards!
Thanks anon. Was looking for that pic but couldn't get it in time. Glad someone's got me covered
while I'm at work.
Luna certainly knows how to chow down on spaghetti.
No problamo, any chance for more Undertale memes will always be
Sorry, but my brand of humor is just
This is getting off track.
Post fatpone to restore the balance of the universe.
Hello /mlp/! This is Marble Pie, younger twin sister of Pinkie Pie.
She's new here, so why don't you all make her feel at home?
Here's more humanized Buttershy.
I like this art style. Now if only we can get it colored.
Your gonna have a bad time if you feed her this rock though.
You mean like these rocks?
She doesn't know about this...
Oh! That seemed to grab her attention...
and her appetite
Tell me I'm not the only one who thinks of fat bastard quotes when I look at these threads? Because they're extremely fitting!
Not reeaally my subfetish, but you made farting look great AA
as long as i know how to post this thread will stay alive
>them sunken in hoof divots
>dat huge stretched buttmark
>plumped up lips and cheeks
This is wunderbar, could anyone color it?
So did that weekend Hen stream ever happen? I don't remember seeing anything about it.
I only streamed last Friday, sadly. Been working on a big 3d project before I fly out to CTNX in 2 weeks
I can try to fit one in this weekend perhaps?
How about some real food like Apple Fritters
Thanks! Strangely, you're like the 6th person who's said that they don't mind when it's me drawing that stuff. Not sure what i'm doing different from everyone else. lol
Maybe it's cause you don't go out of your way to make it explicitly about the farting.
Or maybe it's that lip bite haha
I just googled that rock and the picture brought Billy Hatcher to mind.
Finding just one screenshot of Billy Hatcher with an egg is fucking hard....and there's a lot of shitty inflation/WG art when I look up "rolling" with it
>Envy is drawing again
>Heavy slob/blob with scat, piss,sweat, and stink.
Some blobs can walk sometimes too.
Well I was planning on getting on later tonight, like in a few hours if you'd be around and interested.
In the mood to do some Sunhorse based on a part of Sloblestia and I always like to stream whenever I draw. So I end up streaming a lot.
Uh oh, she can't decide. Or perhaps she's just so bashful that she doesn't want to choose.
What should we do?
The best kind of slob to me is one that is only about 400 pounds and yet still so depraved she would slobber and sweat a puddle everywhere she goes. But every FA I know is only up for obese or immobile slobs. ;~;
Oh my God, yes! Slob Spike goodness...unf...all those rolls, all that gas, unf, unf, unf!
>commissioned a few sketches from him years ago
>they're better than anything he even attempts to draw now and he stopped doing sketch commissions because he wasn't happy with the quality
Ok so I wasn't the only one who noticed a decline. I looked at his recent commission list and there was an option for $25 to have him draw and color it, but honestly his recent work looks meh, and the coloring looks awful. It's like he does flat colors then shades everything in red and adds gloss. I think I'm better off just getting line art from him and ask Coloranon or someone else to color it.
It sucks when an artist goes in a dumb direction or their shit vastly outweighs their good drawings. Proportions especially, so many artists are capable of good proportions but draw shitty ones 95% of the time.
After he came back from his marriage-imposed hiatus he was rather rusty on the whole drawing thing. He never improved and ended up drawing caricature-tier art. Similar to how The American Dream turned out.
Jesus Christ how horrifying. I didn't know such a thing was even possible.
>I didn't know such a thing was even possible.
neither did I
i'm surprised any of them have friends at all, nyuk nyuk nyuk
but for real you can revert in quality, just look at BBI and Keiji
>tfw Trinity is on the fast lane to Stagnation City
that part is arguable
i think it's mainly that he's always been stagnating and it doesn't show as much with ponies because there isn't much variation in how you draw a pony save for colors/accessories
sameface shows up way worse when the subjects are humans
It's already too late anon. First he swore off ponies, then a few months ago he swore off furries, now he just sits around on deviantart drawing androgynous anime catpeople with sameface.