Within the enclosed apartment complex in Canterlot, in one small room lived a rather big stallion. Chit Chat was his name.
 
Chit Chat had been snacking a bit before he was induced to sleeping on his couch. His massive pot belly dangled a bit off the couch while he rested on his side. The orb of blubber looked like the world’s largest scoop of vanilla ice cream.
 
*Knock* *knock*
 
Chit Chat’s snoring ended abruptly. His eyes shot open, and the jolt through his body caused him to shift his weight, rolling him off his couch and land on the hard carpet, cushioned by his belly.
 
“Uurrrrrp!” He belched out, the pressure from his stomach escaping through his mouth.
 
Chit Chat smacked his lips and scratched his head, still coming to from his unconscious state. He heard a squeak, followed by somethings plopping onto the ground. After a few seconds of clearing his mind, Chit Chat concluded what it was. “Mmm, mail.” He huffed as he got up from the floor, brushing his gut off and causing it to bob.
 
He went over to his door and bent forward to pick up everything, only to get stuck midway, as his back struggled to pull the full weight of his gut. After a moment of struggle, Chit Chat sighed and tucked an arm under his belly and lifted up to relieve the strain for his back. A common mistake he would forget, but he secretly liked the struggle.
 
Chit Chat scratched his flabby ass and pulled his undergarments out from his crack as he read over the junk mail. Mostly stupid ads and offers, he took the coupon book for the local fast food shops and slipped it under his armpit. The last item was a notice from the landlord, which spelled only bad news for me.
 
Chit Chat opened the letter and sped read it, quickly groaning loudly, as it was a notice of rent increase for him. He waddled to his table, throwing everything on the surface, then pulled out a chair to plop his fat ass down. The chair squeaked at his weight. Chit Chat covered his face with one hand and slowly past down the length of his face. Chit Chat gazed over the junk mail to take his mind off the notice, stopping on one particular letter that was gold in color, which he had taken for just junk mail from the clothes fitter he goes regularly to.
 
But it wasn’t junk at all. It didn’t read as one on the surface, only a title that said “An offer”. There was no address or name or anything. Chit Chat quickly ripped the letter open and read over the contents.
 
 
 
Hello, good sir!
My name is Silver Dollar.
 
This letter is an offering to you, sir, to become a roommate of my establishment. I have been meaning to find someone to fill my home and give me company. I understand the nature of this letter is unorthodox, and with that said, I understand if you are hesitant.
But if you are least bit curious, you may visit my home and we may discuss things further.
 
The rest of the letter said the address.
 
Chit Chat read over the letter two and three more times, trying to grasp what was offered. Was this for real? It felt too convenient with the rent increase. But it may just be that, a coincidence, and also the break he needed to get out of this complex.
 
His mind was made up. Chit Chat got up and went to freshen up.
 
~~~
 
Chit Chat was dumbfounded when he set his eyes on the mansion from behind the gate. No matter how many times he checked the address again, it was clear that this was the place the letter asked him to go.
 
A buzzer rand and scared Chit Chat. The iron gates slowly opened automatically. Chit Chat peaked side to side, seeing nothing but open lawn, with trimmed bushes and hedges.
 
He followed the marble pathway up to the front entrance of the large double door. He lifted his hand up to knock, but the door drew away from his touch, revealing a pony in a black and white suit.
 
“Aw, you are master Silver’s guest,” the unicorn said in a matter-of-fact tone.
 
Chit Chat stared at the butler, his outstretched arm and fist rolled up like he was looking for a fist bump. “Um, yes. I-I’m the one who was invited.” Chit Chat nervously laughed.
 
The butler pulled the door wide open and stepped to the side, gesturing his hand out for Chit Chat to enter the mansion. Once inside he was amazed at the size of the main hall. It was the size of a ballroom. At the far end opposite of the front doors was a wide staircase that stopped a floor up and then divided into two stairways going in opposite directions that vanished behind the walls.
 
Coming down one of these flights of stairs was a well dressed unicorn stallion. His gray coat and white mane made him seem older, but by his facial features he could definitely be in his twenties. Something Chit Chat couldn’t ignore was how tone his body was under the fine suit. He could practically see the muscles under the fine fabric. The stallion had his eyes set on Chit Chat the moment he came into view of each other. His smile was firm and professional.
 
“Welcome to my humble home, my friend,” the stallion said while raising his arms out toward the whole room. “I am Silver Dollar.” He came up to Chit Chat and took his hand out for Chit Chat to shake.
 
Chit Chat smiled back and shook Silver’s hand. “It’s a real pleasure to be here,” Chit Chat started, “I would have never thought somepony of your stature would seek a roommate, no offense.”
 
“None taken! As I said in the letter, I merely seek company than anything else. Come! Let me show you around the place.”
 
Silver Dollar proceeded to guide Chit Chat around his mansion, showing him where everything from the kitchen, to the laundry room was. Silver Dollar then brought Chit Chat to his new bedroom. The room itself was as big as Chit Chat’s old apartment, and the bed was three times that of his old bed.
 
Silver Dollar smirked as he watched Chit Chat gawk at the sight. “I would bet this is much more than you are used to, hmm?” Silver Dollar said in a cool tone.
 
Chit Chat snapped back to his senses and smiled awkwardly at Silver. “Certainly.”
 
“Why don’t I let you get settled in. I’ll come find you in a few hours. Feel free to use the room serves if you’d like.” Silver patted Chit Chat on his shoulder and left.
 
Chit Chat breathed in the fresh new smell of his room. Now alone, he charged toward his bed and belly-flopped onto the huge mattress. He let himself slowly sink into the soft covers. The mattress easily forms around the bulge of his large stomach.
 
“This is amazing!” Chit Chat felt like he had got on vacation. He rolled on his back and allowed his gut to sway freely. He peeked one eye open to see a menu standing by his night stand. He picked it up and looked through the content, eyes rose at the vast options of food and dishes available to him through room service. His eyes dashed to the phone, also beside him, thinking about what Silver said.
 
~~~
 
Some time later Chit Chat’s door opened, followed by the butler who first greeted him and a couple other servants all carrying trolleys filled with covered platters. They all lined up on either side of Chit Chat’s bed, and, one by one, places the platters on the bed around the resting pony.
 
“Will there be anything else for you, sir?” The butler asked.
 
Chit Chat rubbed his palms together and gently shook his head. “No, thank you. This is everything I could’ve asked for.”
 
The butler and servants bowed. “A pleasure, sir.”
 
They left Chit Chat to enjoy himself. The giddy stallion lifted the first of many covers to be awed by the heat and smell of his dish. He had many manners when it came to socializing, but when it came to eating, he had none.
 
He dug into the first dish with no holds barred, keeping most of the mess on the plate or on his face and chest, not wanting to dirty his new clean bed. Chit Chat scarfed down his meal in just a few big mouthfuls. And after letting out a satisfied belch he let the empty plate to the side and heaved forward to grab the next meal. The food was up to fantastic quality standards that Chit Chat has been only able to experience in a blue moon, but here he could order it whenever he pleased. His ravenous hunger knew no bounds, as every platter was demolished within minutes of Chit Chat uncovering the fine cuisine prepared for him.
 
Hours passed and Chit Chat rubbed his tight, full stomach. Silver dishes lined all around him, taking up all the space of his covers. The door to his room swung open without a single sound being made. His well dressed host, and new roommate, Silver Dollar, stood before Chit Chat, seeming quite pleased.
 
“Ah, I see you weren’t shy to use the kitchen’s services, roomie.” He gave a light chuckle at the nickname he gave Chit Chat.
 
Chit Chat raised his eye at that. He tapped his belly as a gesture. “I gotta hand it to your kitchen. Those were the best meals I’ve had in a long time.” He carelessly let out a loud belch that he didn’t expect.
 
Silver Dollar’s ear twitched for a second, but a second was all Chit Chat needed to see. “Oh, my bad.”
 
“Hah! No no, it’s all good. That’s a compliment to my chef.” Silver Dollar’s smile was slightly crooked higher on one side.
 
His expression made Chit Chat beam. “Well, I hope your chef appreciates a big appetite, because I think I’ll be working him over.
 
Silver snickered. “You’re quite the character. I’m glad to have you as a roommate. I’ll have my servants come and take all this empty dishes off your bed. You just relax for the time being, pal.”
 
Chit Chat smirked. “It’s quite a privilege to get to be your roommate.”
 
 
~~
 
A few weeks in Chit Chat’s new living space had taken a toll on him, in good ways. He had become good friends with the chef by allowing him to work his magic more with a bigger mouth to feed. Silver Dollar seemed to pop in and out most of the time, but managed to sit down to dinner with Chit Chat most of the time. Food is what glued him to this new life. While he enjoyed the freedom and privacy, he was hoping Silver would open up to him. The few times they met he knew Silver wanted to hang out with him. However, whether it was work or personal shyness, Silver was distant for a roommate.
 
After just a month had passed, Chit Chat was having much more trouble in getting around place. It was a mighty big mansion, but that was only a single problem. He had gain at least a hundred pounds by the amount he ate every day. The encouragement from the chef and staff was also not helping his weight, not that he minded it at all. No, Chit Chat was more than okay with the weight. Though he hadn’t bought any new clothes since he moved in, and the shirts that used to fit over his belly now only reached to top of his stomach just a few inches from his increasingly large moobs. His pants ridden up his deep ass crack, like it were trying to eat them. Each step was a challenge with the chunky fat consumed legs of his. The swing in each waddle was his best method of moving around, which still had him sweating after one trip from the dining room to his bedroom.
 
“That’s the last time I’m walking to the dining room to eat. Urp—oof! I’m just gonna eat my meals entirely in my room for now on.” He burped some more.
 
Chit Chat opened his door and squeezed his wide form through the small door frames. His belly was a tough thing to push through. He sighed and inhaled deeply, sucking his gut in and squishing the fat together with his arms, then slipped through with just some minor wiggles to get his butt in. And howled out a sigh and all his belly weight exploded forth, bouncing and wobbling after the short period of being cramped. Chit Chat rubbed his stressed belly and waddled to his bed, leaned over it and crashed heavily, like a tree falling in the forest.
 
He crawled onto the covers on his hands and knees around the boulder of a gut, belching uncontrollably. He rolled onto his back and placing all the weight of his belly on to him. He could hear the food digesting in his potbelly, not regretting a single dish he had finished. Simply feeling so big and hefty was making another part of him grow exponentially. He sighed deeply, and then spread his arms out forward to reach his crotch. However, the amount of mass that covered him happened to be covering his groin area, too.
 
Chit Chat wasn’t so much disappointed as he was even more turned on. “Well, I guess this calls for a belly masturbating.”
 
Eagerly, Chit Chat started pulling his pants down, his hands contacting with the large doughy cheeks, and proceeding to feel the bare skin of his chunky thighs. He could reach past his hips before he had to pull his pants down by dragging himself against the covers to slide them off.
 
“Need some help, big boy?” a familiar voice called out.
 
Chit Chat stopped in his tracks, belly sloshing back and forth, which tickled his hard member. He turned over his head to the door to see Silver Dollar leaning on the door frame. His face a mixed of smug and devilish charm. It was a little befuddling to see Silver like this. His strides while walking over to him seem more relaxed with a sway in his hips. And came before Chit Chat, most of his body was blocked from Chit Chat’s vision except his head.
 
“Just look at you! Big tubby boy can’t get his pants off without Silver’s help.” He leaned over Chit Chat until he rested his chest on his round gut, squishing it out. He stuck his fingers between Chit Chat’s pants and pulled them down, releasing his dick to freely rest against his underbelly.
 
Chit Chat knew what Silver was doing. The oddball was trying to make a move on him. But he was sadly mistaken if he thought Chit Chat was easily that submissive.
 
As Silver got closer to Chit Chat’s face he only caught the stallion’s smirk for a second before he was suddenly gripped by the writs and flipped onto his back with a crushing body weight now smothering his torso and waist. He coughed up the air in his lungs, like a squeaker toy.
 
“So, this was all part of your plan,” Chit Chat said boldly, “Encourage me with food and eating, making me grow huge and fat, and then you would make your move?”
 
The confident look in Silver’s face had broken and melted away. Now he showed his true colors as a meekly stallion despite the toned body. He was shocked by the dominance Chit Chat had quickly asserted on him.
 
“O-oh, please, forgive my intentions, Chit Chat. I-I have only wanted to praise a body such as yours and build it up into something magnificent!” Silver blushed.
 
Chit Chat raised an eyebrow.
 
“I-I fine fat to be a beautiful product of the body, a-and you, my dear Chit Chat, have an exquisite body that I wish to expand. N-nothing notorious aside from increased body weight.”
 
Chit Chat listened closely to Silver’s words as the stallion cowered before him. Chit Chat looked outwards in thought. He had little doubt to trust his words. With such wealth he could feed a city if he wanted to, yet he allowed Chit Chat to indulge in his hunger. Although he thought he could dominate him, it’s clearly not in his nature, at least not when it came to Chit Chat. However, this was not much of a predicament, as a matter of fact, but was a great opportunity. Silver wanted a big partner, and Chit Chat just wanted some good food.
 
“If all you wanted was to have somepony to constantly feed, then you just had to say that!” Chit Chat said. He patted the rich stallion’s cheek, then slowly grabbing a handful of his hair. “Be my feeder,” Chit Chat said in a strong voice.
 
Silver made a high pitch noise and melted beneath the blubber pony. “Oooh, Mr. Chit Chat, that’s all I ever wanted!” Silver said in a light and giddy tone.
 
From there on Chit Chat was the dominant figure in the whole mansion. Anything he wanted, he got. No price was too big for Silver Dollar to handle if it pleased his tubbo. Chit Chat would gorge himself senselessly to the enjoyment of Silver Dollar. Because there were no more secrets, Silver would spend more time around Chit Chat, loving him endlessly as he ate. He pampered him and rubbed him, kissing all parts of his heavy blubber body.
 
He would dress Chit Chat up in new fancy clothes that hardly fit him but showed off his mass. They would go to many events and dinner parties where other high class ponies admired the stallion’s growth. Such fat and hugeness showed wealth. He was a piece of art that excessed in gluttony and hedonism. He was always eating at events, seemingly only content with the food and complements others gave him. This was all an effect of the dominant power he was handed over by Silver’s subordination.
 
One night, after being out and about for a week of feasting and showing off, Chit Chat and Silver returned to find that Chit Chat was too wide to fit in any of the doors. This gave Silver the idea to permanently move his room to the main room of the mansion. A wide soft mattress decorated with pillows for the close to immobile stallion.
 
Of course, once he became a centerpiece, Chit Chat refused to move much after that. His pride and laziness built up as much as the fat on his body. This attitude quickly changed him and spread his body out more to where he was finally immobile, a pile of thick lard and lumpy blubber. All this made Silver Dollar fall head over heels for Chit Chat. He caressed the mighty boulder lover, romanticized his weight, his fat, and mass. He himself was just another servant of the mansion which now seemed to be Chit Chat’s.
 
Two months later, Silver hosted a grand party to celebrate the art of gluttony and indulgent. Many of theses guests were fat lovers and fatty gainers. All having a love for the fat and big. So many mares and stallions crowed the main rooms of the mansion with their girth, as well as the many servants and tables carrying food. But the real party was at the centerpiece, where the once immobile Chit Chat now rose near the ceiling, a gargantuan stallion consumed by an ocean of fat! He was a blob of a pony now, with man boobs so wide and flabby, belly with multiple layers, and an ass so wide it filled up the entire wall.
 
Ponies who were there all marveled at the stallion and his form. As usual, Chit Chat cared mostly about the food and took the admiration at second glance.
 
Silver Dollar rang a bell to get the attention of all the guests, stating the matter of the party, and gave a speech about how he loves fat and why he is madly in love with his spoiled Chit Chat. After stating this, he proceeded to take every last bit of clothes off in front of everypony, who all in turn did likewise. The mansion was filled with nude, wobbling, squishing, and wealthy rich ponies of Canterlot, and they all followed each other into the main room, which seemed much smaller now with the blob and fatty crowd. Silver lead the charge, and was the first to start climbing up the cream colored mountain that was Chit Chat. His erection dragged across the belly surface. It was a slippery climb, but he reached the sunken face of Chit Chat, his neck fold like a thick pancake, and his flabby large cheeks. Silver kissed him on the lips while sticking his dick in the center of his moobs.
 
The rest of the party guests joined in on climbing the blob stallion, finding a particular spot and getting to work with the fat that was provided. Mare or stallion, these rich fucks humped and thrust themselves into the squishy mountain. Servers and waiters would go around offering plates of food for the guests to either eat for themselves or offer it to the blob they were orgasming on. It was an orgy of food and fat fucking, and all dedicated to the masterpiece that was Chit Chat, the pinnacle figure of gluttony and excess.
 
To think that he got to this point by chance and not by striving to be the biggest, but simply to end up as the biggest, was a fitting end.