"MafiaMemes Commission [OC Cinnamon Toast Plush stuffing WG]" By Tankris (https://pastebin.com/u/Tankris) URL: https://pastebin.com/TA4KvPgy Created on: Thursday 10th of August 2017 09:47:21 PM CDT Retrieved on: Sunday 25 of October 2020 12:41:52 PM UTC Celestia's sun peeked over the horizon, casting away the inky darkness of Luna's night. The wee hours of the morning slipped away as another lazy Saturday made itself known to Equestria. A fantastic day to lay in bed and catch up on any missing sleep that the burdens of working life cast upon ponies of all ages. One pony scratched her tummy as a small grumble echoed through her bedroom. Her plush hoof rubbed her cuddly tummy as it growled louder and louder, startling the pony awake. She opened her eyes with a start, blushing as she gave her stuffing filled tummy a poke. “My, I'm starving! I was so sleepy last night that I forgot to eat dinner...” Cinnamon Toast Plush slipped out of her bed, yawning as she stumbled from her bedroom. “What time is it?” She asked the clock, gasping as she looked upon the early hour. “It's too early for breakfast! Tummy, how dare you disturb my sleep.” Cinna scoffed as she turned around. “if I eat breakfast now, I'll want an early lunch. If I eat an early lunch, I'll be eating dinner before the sun sets. What am I, an old mare with a gray coat and huge glasses? Cinna giggled at her joke as she slipped back into bed, ignoring the hungry gurgles of her tummy. Again and again, Cinna's tummy growled with hunger. The poor plush pony tossed and turned, keeping her eyes shut as she struggled to return to her slumber. “Guh, this wont work. I'm too hungry!” Cinna jumped out of bed and lazily ran off to the kitchen. “Hmm...what sounds good, tummy? Maybe something simple like cereal.” It grunted in disappointment, making Cinna frown. “Nah, probably not. Something tasty...something sweet....” Cinna bounced up on her hind hooves and rummaged through her cupboards until her hoof brushed a giant box. “Oh gosh, I have pancake mix? When did I last make pancakes?” Cinna yanked the box from the shelf and inspected it. “Not even open...do they make this brand anymore?” She flipped it upside down and gasped. “This mix expires today! That's not good.” Her stomach growled in approval as Cinna imaging biting into a pancake dripping with syrup and coated in butter. “That settles it! A pancake buffet sounds like the best way to quell my hunger.” A few giant bowls, an entire gallon of milk, a hot griddle and dozens of eggs sat upon her counter. “Good thing this is pre-made. I'd waste away if I had to make it from scratch.” Cinna giggled at her joke as she began pouring the dry mix into the bowl along with her milk and eggs. She used a wing to mix her batter together while she continued to pour her ingredients together. Cinna didn't stop until the entire box of dry mix was gone. “There. Now, time to cook.” Cinna licked her lips as she poured the first pancakes onto the griddle. In no time, her pancakes were bubbly and warm. A quick flip revealed the bottoms of her cakes were golden brown and perfect for eating. Cinna pushed the first round of pancakes onto a plate and poured another set onto the griddle. The delicious smells were bothering her tummy, making it growl in need as Cinna cooked. “Not yet, tummy. We have to wait until they are all cooked.” The stack of pancakes was climbing high as her stomach was losing patience. Cinna bit her lip in desperation, struggling to place the next round onto a second plate. “Maybe just one. I can't keep resisting.” Cinna moaned as she grabbed a small tub of butter and the syrup. She smeared far too much butter on her pancakes and nearly drowned them in syrup. Her wing gripped a fork and cut a massive bite into the pancakes before shoveling it into her mouth. Cinna moaned in delight as breakfast finally began, filling the angry, empty hole in her stomach. “Yum! Even if they aren't made from scratch, these pancakes taste so good!” Cinna was quick to take another bite, leaving her current batch of pancakes to cook while she inhaled the ones on her plate. “This is just what I needed. Forget boring, old cereal!” Cinna scoffed as she placed the fresh pancakes onto the syrup soaked plate. Cinna rushed another serving to her plate, licking her lips free of syrup while she buttered up her breakfast. Her tummy had stopped complaining as it grew nice and full. A belly once slender and trim was bulging out with fluffy stuffing as Cinna devoured another pancake. She was so entranced by her meal, she didn't give a second thought as she widened her stance to accommodate her growing gut. Before Cinna knew it, her collection of pancake batter had run out. “Aww, but I'm still hungry!” The silly plush flipped the last few pancakes onto her plate before scarfing them all down. She let her empty plate clink onto the counter and sighed. “Man, I wish I had a massive stack of pancakes to munch on. That would be the coolest thing ever!” She looked up from her empty plate and giggled as she remembered the stack still awaiting her attention. “Oh yea, I DO have a massive stack of pancakes.” Cinna reached over the counter to grab them, only for her stuffed gut to block her hooves. “Oh my...” Cinna blushed as she rubbed her tight gut. “I overate...again.” Cinna shrugged as she used her wings to push the plate closer to herself. “So what? I already made them and I already said I don't want them to go to waste.” The plush mare giggled as she buttered up each one before pouring a waterfall of syrup on the massive stack. “Cheers!” She shouted before biting right into her second breakfast. Thick, heavy bites of pancake slipped down her throat and into her belly. It swelled out with every bite, growing tighter and bigger as she refused to stop. Her stomach brushed against the ground, making her blush as she continued to eat and eat. Her stomach resembled a small bed as she finally finished the last bite. Cinna belched as she rubbed her belly, moaning at how full she was. “So...good.” She moaned before sliding onto her back. Her belly blocked her view, leaving Cinna to stare at the packed orb. Cinna reached out with her hooves and rubbed her belly as best she could before falling asleep on the floor.