Waking up and smacking her lips some Scootaloo noticed that Rainbow Dash had wheeled in a large platform cart to load her up on. After her recent feast the scooter boards she had rolled in on were shattered and flattened under her now much more expansive girth. With some pushing, lifting, and sliding of her flab Rainbow Dash and a few of the kitchen help managed to load Scootaloo onto her new transport.
 
"Thanks Rainbow Dash! What would I do without you?"
"Well you would probably sit there stuck in the floor of these nice ponies until you got hungry and tried to eat them out of a business again. It is starting to get late so lets get you home. Then we can decide what to do for tomorrow."
 
Pushing Scootaloo around on the new cart was much easier, on top of the fact that her fat no longer hung over the edges and dug into the ground while trying to move her along, the big solid wheels of the cart went over the road much easier than the small scooter wheels. As they bounced down the road home Scootaloo's rolls jiggled and wavered with each bump. The sloshing and gurgling of her stomach as she continued to digest her meal from Country Stables was still audible even as they rolled up to Scootaloo's house.
 
Rolling her in through the door, Rainbow Dash pushed her to the washroom they had set up for Scootaloo. She was still covered in crumbs and sauces from her latest binge sticking to her front and chins. Grabbing the hose from the wall Rainbow Dash brought it around and started hosing off the food. Scootaloo giggled as the water pushed around on her fat and tickled her chins. Her tiny legs wobbled and jiggled her fat as she laughed at the water.
 
"There, I think I got all of the mess off your chins. Are you ready for the bubbles?"
"I love the bubbles Dash! Suds me up."
 
Grabbing another pink hose, Dash turned on the pump and a thick blue liquid soap poured out. After liberally coating her with the soap Dash put some brushes on her hooves and went to work sudsing up Scootaloo's rolls of fat. Making sure to work the brushes inbetween her folds to get all her fur clean, Dash quickly scrubbed up Scootaloos massive belly and with a grunt pushed her forward, rolling on her belly so that she could take care of her hips next.
 
Meanwhile, up front Scootaloo was admiring her new weight. Whereas before she had one large double chin that reached around her neck, now it had grown even larger and a twin had formed under it stretching even further down her front. Her ass had taken a brunt of the weight this time it seems. Whereas it used to sit up with her hips on top of her main bulk of her stomach, now it had expanded to be large enough to sag down off her back competing for space with her continually growing stomach. Her front legs were now being weighed down by multiple folds of fat that sagged off of them.
 
Dash had finished with Scootaloo's backend and now was working up her back. Scootaloo's tiny wings were now dwarfed by the rolling sea of fat on her back. Though she was never able to fly with them even before she was this size, now she was having trouble even just flapping them. The bulges of fat around them made it difficult to move them much and instead just resulted in jiggles along her back as the fat undulated with her movements. Coming around to the front Rainbow Dash scrubbed under Scootaloo's chins and arms and finished it off by giving her disheveled mane a good scrub. At this point Scootaloo was smothered in white sudsy bubbles making her look like a extremely fat polar bear.
 
While Scootaloo laughed under all the bubbles Rainbow Dash grabbed the hose again and turned on the water. Hosing down Scootaloo's bulk left a soggy orange blob, but she was all clean now. Wiggling her legs the water squelched between her folds.
 
"We are going to need a bit more than a towel for you, I think," said Rainbow Dash.
"Hehehe, you can go get one of the big fans, that should do it."
 
Rolling in a stage fan from the other room Rainbow Dash set it up to blow dry her fat friend. The fan revved up and blew back Scootaloo's mane as the air blew past her. Her fat cheeks started flapping in the airflow as her sides jiggled in the air as well. After she was dried off and the fan was turned off, Scootaloo's hair puffed up. Rainbow Dash had to stifle a giggle at this sight as the giant puffball laid there.
 
Loading her back onto the cart, Rainbow Dash pushed her back out into the living room. By now Scootaloo's stomach had settled down from her meal and she was now feeling a bit sleepy. Sliding off the cart and snuggling up to some pillows Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash drifted off to sleep, both of them resting on or against Scootaloo's belly. Soon the room was filled with the sound of snoring, Rainbow Dash's higher pitch accenting the low rumble from Scootaloo.
 
In the morning Rainbow Dash woke up, rolled over and poked her orange pillow which responded with a light rumble. Scootaloo was still sleeping soundly as Rainbow Dash got up and started getting ready for their day. Today they had planned to do a charity event, at Scootaloo's current size there wasn't much of a competition for her against regular ponies so they had scheduled a contest to see how much she could put away. Scootaloo awoke with a burp as her stomach started rumbling, it knew what she was getting ready for and was anxious to get to the food.
 
Getting her loaded up onto the cart Rainbow Dash pushed her out and over to the town square. There a number of tables had been set up with one large one in the center that Scootaloo was pushed over to. Meanwhile a number of portable ovens had been set up and supplies were being brought out. One of the larger bakery companies in Equestria had made the offer to Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo that for every pie she could eat they would make a donation. They could use the PR and Scootaloo never turned down a free meal.
 
The rules here were simple, for every pie Scootaloo finished The Confection Connection would donate 50 bits to the charity. There was no time limit, only that she had to eat at least 1 pie every 3 minutes to keep going. They would keep supplying pies for her until she was done. They had brought in cartfulls of ingredients with 6 different flavors; apple, cherry, blueberry, strawberry, peach and pumpkin, all being unloaded by an army of bakers.
 
One of the bakers came over to Scootaloo carrying an extra apron with the company logo on it.
"Wow! You really are as big as they say. Here the company wanted you to wear something with the logo on it so I figured you could use this as a bib."
"Thanks, I don't know how long they will be able to see the logo but at least they got something big enough," said Scootaloo as Rainbow Dash tied it around Scootaloo's neck fat.
"Say, you are still a pretty young pony, how did you get to be so large anyways?"
"I overeat, a lot." Scootaloo's stomach moaned and rumbled for food below her. "It was something I got really good at. Rainbow Dash says it’s my special talent, but I haven't gotten my cutie mark yet. With a body like this though I guess I don't need one to show off that fact. Still, I'll keep trying harder until I get my Cutie Mark."
"The first pies should be ready here in 15 minutes so you should finish getting ready as they want you to start right after they finish their speech. Good luck today."
"Thanks, I hope you brought enough supplies, I'm hungry for pie today."
 
After the spokespony for the company had finished their speech, Applejack, who had donated the apples for the contest brought over the first pie for Scootaloo. With a quick photo of Applejack and Scootaloo desperately trying to grab the first pie, the cameras then caught another picture as she rammed as much of the pie into her mouth as she could. Chewing the gooey apples and crust the flavors and texture were perfect and swallowing it sent her stomach rumbling even louder as it yearned for even more of the delicious pies.
 
She was demolishing pies as fast as they could bring them over to her. Bits of pie filling and crust were sent everywhere as she ravenously tore into the pies. The parts of the pie that missed her mouth quickly stuck to her cheeks, hair and the apron they had given her. With the constant supply of fresh pies she managed to put away 142 in the first hour. Her belly sloshed and began stretching out under the table in front of her but from the noises it made it was still nowhere near satisfied.
 
She quickly neared her three hundredth pie, her face splattered with various bits of filling. From the constant noises from her expansive stomach it sounded like it was working hard to digest the pies as fast as Scootaloo was eating them. Though at the rate she was putting them away it was obviously an uphill battle. Still it was obvious that she had begun to pack on the pounds as her ass spread wider and her rolls of fat became more defined and sagged around her body.
 
The town clock tolled noon as another pie disappeared into Scootaloo as she slammed them down one after another. It was now evident that the pies were building up in her stomach as the bulging mass wobbled and jiggled in front of her as she tore into her meals. She had managed to keep up a constant pace of 150 pies each hour up to this point but she began to slow a bit now not only from exertion but her powerful hunger that drove her on early seemed to be waning some. Also with the sun overhead the heat had been working on Scootaloo too. Rainbow Dash was going around trying to towel up Scootaloo's body as her fur was becoming damp with sweat but was slowly losing out to the heat.
 
Scootaloo slowed her pace a bit taking a bit more of a breather between each pie. On top of her stomach fighting to digest all of the pies it has also began to build up pressure and make her feel bloated. Every so often she would belt forth a burp sending her body jiggling and issuing a cheer back from the crowd. Scootaloo tried to hold back each one as long as she could to work up the crowd with longer and more powerful burps as she stuffed the pies down.
 
By mid afternoon she was quickly approaching the 700 mark. With all of the pies she had be eating the splattered syrup and filling had run down her chins and was splattering over the apron covering her chest. Below that her stomach was resting under the table the pies were being placed on and slowing running out of clearance with the bottom of the table. With the heat taking its toll on her Scootaloo asked Rainbow Dash and some of the ponies helping her if they would spray down her back. At the moment she was drenched in sweat and wanted some help cooling off. She didn't want to clean off her front until she had finished off the competition so she could get a picture of her pie-stained face at the end of it.
 
As dusk set in Scootaloo's pace had slowed significantly. A bit before she had reached 900 pies her groaning stomach bumped into the bottom of the pie table in front of her. Sliding the table away left her strained stomach billowing out in front of the crowd as it wobbled with each pie Scootaloo added to it. The groans of stress from her stomach could be heard around her causing some of the staff and crowd to wonder if she had reached her limit. Rainbow Dash kept giving encouragement to Scootaloo as she kept putting down pies. She began to work her hooves around gently rubbing the swollen mass providing some relief.
 
When they flicked on the lights for the night Scootaloo was still slowly working her way through the pies. Her stomach groaned and jiggled as it tried its best to work through the pies. The crowd waited anxiously as the count worked its way up. As it hit 1000 the crowd let out a cheer for the milestone. Rainbow Dash was going around Scootaloo's swollen orb of a stomach and massaging it to try and relieve some pressure.
"Hey squirt you just hit 1000, how are you feeling?"
"It's starting to feel pretty tight down there. I'm not giving up yet though."
Scootaloo's stomach gave a massive gurgle that culminated with a deep, powerful belch back at the cheering crowd.
"Ahh, that's better."
With a loud cheer back from the crowd Scootaloo hit her second wind and was back to ploughing through the pies.
 
By nine o' clock she had hit her limit. She finished by meekly licking down the last pie tin and shaking her head when offered another. The final count was 1287 pies over the 12 hours she had been sitting here. She was exhausted; her massive taut belly stretched out in front of her groaning in pain from the pies filling it to capacity; sweat continued to roll down her sides from the marathon of eating she had just finished. On her front the devastation of the pies was marked with the remnants staining her coat. Splotches of apple and cherry started as far down as the top of her belly and increased in concentration up to her face. Outside of where her tongue could reach her face and chins were covered with a slurry of pie with bits of crust mixed in. At this point the apron was coated making it impossible to decipher the logo printed on it, but it had done its job valiantly and kept the majority of Scootaloo's chest somewhat clean.
 
With the contest finally over the spokespony came out and announced the results. For eating the pies The Confection Connection would be donating 64,350 bits with an extra 20,000 for Scootaloo getting over 1000 pies. With a few photos of a giant check propped up against Scootaloo they opened up a line for autographs as the crowd dispersed. Cleaning up around her face the best they could she signed quite a few autographs, and at the request of a strange blue colt, belched into his face. After everyone had dispersed, Rainbow Dash with the help of a few of the workers loaded Scootaloo up onto the cart and pushed her home for the night as Scootaloo fell asleep to the sound of her stomach churning away happily at the pies.