More greentext for the fat pony thread.  Contains sexual.
 
>You're in a cushy Manehatten dressing room right after the show
>Vinyl Scratch is seated on a pillow in front of you, scribbling against a desk
>Last month she invited you to come along on her first Equestria-wide DJ tour
>It's been a great time for both of you, but especially Vinyl
>You can tell she's enjoying all the fame, luxury and newfound fans
>She's been enjoying the free catering, too
>You can't help but notice that Scratch's gotten rather chubby since she went on tour
>Even from behind, her soft belly bulges against her hips, her plumped-up butt flattening her pillow
>You've been good this month, keeping your hands to yourself, but it's been hard not to make a move
>You remember her waddling off the stage after that last show, sweating, face glowing, butt wobbling
>Good thing she's always behind a console, or the audience would have quite a different show
 
>There's a knock on the dressing room door
>An aproned pony strolls in with a tray of donuts
>"Your order's here, Miss Scratch!" "Thanks! Just leave it here."
>Vinyl starts munching on a donut as the delivery pone walks out
>Free catering, indeed
>Fuck it, let's have some fun before the tour's over
>You crawl towards the DJ and slowly place your hands around her middle
>"Huh? Anon, what're you doing?"
>You slowly stroke her soft, white sides
>"C'mon Anon, I gotta work on this set."
>Your hands gently squeeze into her pudge
>"Aah! Hey, c'mon...stop..."
>Vinyl squirms about as you continue fondling her belly
>She finally gives up writing, pushing your hands away with an esasperated sigh
>Scratch gets to her hooves and trots over to the nearby pile of expensive pillows
 
>"Anon, you know I've been eatin' a lot on tour. Do ya think I've been...overdoing it?"
>She's lying on her back, prodding her round middle and staring at you with those magenta eyes
>"Not at all, Vinyl," you reply. "In fact, I think I prefer you like this."
>"Really?" she says with a smirk. "You're pretty wierd, dude."
>You suddenly remember the time you found her asleep in the hotel room, surrounded by takeout containers, her stuffed gut bulging out
>"I suppose you prefer this?" Vinyl asks teasingly as she starts rubbing her belly
>"And maybe this?" as she squeezes her own sides with her hooves
>Her horn glows as the plate of donuts are levitated over
>"And definitely this," she declares, taking a big bite of the glazed confection
 
>"Oh yeah, definitely that," you respond, as you move your hands to her belly
>Scratch lets out a low noise as you begin massaging her chub
>You sink your hands into her middle, feeling the warm, jiggly fat under her soft white coat
>Vinyl takes greedy bites of her donut as you continue your expedition, squeezing her bulging sides together
>You move even lower, caressing her flanks and cutie marks
>If you keep this up, you'll hopefully get to massage that great ass of hers
>Vinyl Scratch squirms noisily as you poke and prod her
>With just three donuts left, you take the plate from her magical grasp
>Her magenta eyes are locked on yours as you take a chocolate frosted confection and feed it to her
>She devours the morsel, her hooves patting her stomach
>You get a little carried away and try feeding her both of the remaining donuts at once
>She struggles to take huge bites of both, and you apologize when she almost gags
>"Too wierd, dude," she responds sarcastically through a mouthful of crumbs as you let her finish her treats at her own pace
 
>The donuts devoured, you lie back and admire the now slightly rounder DJ in front of you
>She pats her full middle, licking her mouth before looking up to you with a sultry gaze
>Before you know it you're flat on the floor with her pounced on top of you
>"Shoulda told be you liked this earlier, Anon..." Scratch says in a low voice
>"We coulda had some fun..."
>Vinyl's straddling on top of you, her belly squished against yours
>Now it's your turn to squirm as you struggle to keep your erection from pressing against her
>The unicorn starts grinding into you, the warm weight of her middle sloshing and squeezing against your chest
>God damn it Scratch, you knew she was a party mare but this is ridiculous
>Now she's pawing at your clothes, trying to pull your pants down
>You struggle to assist her
>She finally succeeds, then snuggles closer and grants you another smirking gaze
>Your erect cock is squished against her lower belly, just below her waiting marehood
>"C'mon Anon, you didn't expect me to endure all this foreplay for nothin'!"
 
>As much as you'd love to keep going, it's kind of hard to move with an extra-squishy unicorn crushing your lungs
>You slowly roll to the side, letting Vinyl slide off with an "oomph!"
>She looks up at you hungrily as you slide a pillow under her head
>You hesitate for a moment, looking over her rounded body, her sex exposed between her softened thighs
>Scratch impatiently kicks her hooves towards you, motioning for you to continue
>You finally oblige, plunging yourself down into the waiting unicorn
>Vinyl Scratch gasps and shudders as you begin thrusting into her tight, juicy marehood
>She squirms again as you grip her softened sides for leverage
>Her whole body jiggles as you push faster and harder
>The unicorn's squishy flesh and her increasingly slick vagina are pushing you towards climax
>Scratch reaches up and grabs your neck with her hooves, burying your face in her spiky blue mane
>She cries out as you pump yourself into her writhing, cushy body
>You slowly wind down as Vinyl releases you from her grip
 
>You lie down beside her as she stares and smiles at you, breathing heavily
>"That was...pretty awesome, Anon..." Scratch remarks
>You apologize if it was a little sudden; you should have told her about your fetish before
>"Naw, it's cool. Crazier stuff has happened before on tour."
>She pulls herself up on her front hooves, glancing over to her desk, then back to you
>"Of course, doin' it after a show always makes me...hungry," she says with a wink
>You grin, realizing this is gonna be a loooong night after all
>Vinyl's up on all fours, waddling over to her desk, where she picks up a phone
>She wiggles her plump ass and funky tail at you before dialing
>"Hey, Manehatten delivery? I'd like to place a few orders tonight..."