Title:           Anon mare
Author:          fetish-the-menace
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First Edit:      Sunday 30th of August 2015 11:37:22 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Tuesday 1st of September 2015 07:02:14 PM CDT

The past few weeks were hell. Plain and simple. The all vegan diet was absolute torture for poor anon. It didn’t matter how much she ate, what she was limited to was not enough to ever fill her stomach, but Twilight was relentless. She was determined to keep anon on the strict diet.
 
”Ugh! Damn Twilight and her stupid diet! I might kill myself if I don’t get something to sink my teeth into soon!
 
Anon walks by Sugarcube corner and looks out to it with a desperate stare. She was cutoff from not only meat, but most of her favorite sweets and baked goods. She thought of all the delicious treats she loved the most, from moist cake to gooey pie filling, from chocolate swirls to sugar packed candy. It was all mouthwatering, and the memories were too good for her to push away. Her stomach gave an intense growl, and she held it tight and winced from the sharp pain of hunger. In a sudden fit of anger, anon made a deception.
 
You know what? Fuck it! Fuck the diet! And Fuck Twilight!” Anon would not stand another aching day having to deal with stomach cramps, or eat nothing but leaves and flowers! She would not deal with it, and would gladly face any punishment Twilight throws at her.
 
That night anon snuck into Sugarcube corner after the closing hours. She climbed through the window through the back, flashlight in mouth. She was in the kitchen where her glorious sweets were made, but where they were stored is what she was looking for. Tiptoeing to the front desk the goods that were usually on display were nowhere to be seen. She knew they wouldn’t be, but hoped she’d be lucky. Going back into the kitchen she scanned the floor for any sign of a handle that would lead to a storage room. She stepped over a rug, and a high pitched squeal filled the room. Anon jumped back, but after a moment, pushed the rug to the side to find a hidden door beneath it. “Jackpot!” she thought.
 
Opening the door slowly to not make much noise, she descended down the flight of stairs, and was face to face with the wonderland of her wildest sugary dreams. Shelves upon shelves were filled with bakery treats, and rows of caramelized and fudge dipped goodies lined the walls. Anon walked with trembling hooves, her green eyes glimmering at the sight. Taking a full tour of the place, her eyes widened at most amazing aspect of the room. She stared up at the giant clear tanks of white and chocolate back batter. It actually made her marehood tremble, but she was getting ahead of herself.
 
Finding a nice open area, anon took her time in gathering as many sweets as she could and encircling herself by her feast. Her empty stomach cried out for food, and with a small nod of agreement, anon went for her first item. A large slice of cake was the first to move past her mouth. The sweet chocolaty flavor exploded in her mouth, sending her taste buds down old memory line. She shivered and keeled over from the powerful flavor. She had gone too long from withdrawal, it overwhelmed her, sending her body into a craze. Swallowing the mass of cake, she let herself a moment to breath and collect her thoughts. Her mouth was awaken by the active taste buds, and she needed to stratify them.
 
She grabbed another slice and scarfed it in her face, not worrying about getting icing on her nose and face. She gave a deep moan of pleasure and stuffed a third piece in her mouth before swallowing. For once in a long time she could feel the mass of mushed cake slowly slide down her gullet and give her a pleasure she never thought cake could give. She went on all four knees and ate the rest of the cake like a wild animal, smearing her whole face with chocolate frosting while making weird noises. She leaned up and gave a heavy shutter. She felt like she was in heat by how much she lusted for the sweets around her.
 
Picking up a pie, she dove her face right into it, chewing the crust and slurping up the gooey filling. She didn’t care that some was oozing off her cheeks and down her neck, she eat all that she could without stopping to wipe her face. Dropping the pan she let out a belch, she hadn’t belched like that for so long, it was like music to her ears. She rubbed her belly and felt her digestive system was in full operation, gurgling happily from the deposited mush that it could really absorb.
 
She gave herself the stuffing of her lifetime, shoving cupcakes and glazed custard donuts by the dozens, squeezing a tube of frosting straight into her mouth, and devouring cubes of caramel and fudge at the same time. After awhile anon took a break from her craze, and laid on her back. A noticeable bulge stuck out from her vision. She gave it a light shove and watched it jiggle a little. She let out a small laugh, and then rested her head and closed her eyes.
 
"Anon!” came a familiar voice.
 
”Oh fuck!” Anon gasped. Looking over her belly was a furious Twilight.
 
”Twi—urrp—light! I know this looks bad—“
 
After weeks of strict dieting, you break into Sugarcube corner and ruin your diet by stuffing yourself with their baked good?! Have you no shame?”
 
”Breaking in, maybe. But ruining my diet? No way. I have no regrets whatsoever!
 
Twilight snarled, but then paused for a moment. “Fine.”
 
Anon caught the sudden change of heart. “Fine?”
 
”I guess my attempts to give you a healthier life style was all pointless, as you’ve demonstrated just now.” She walked up to the messy faced mare on the floor with a hard look. Twilight levitated the many cupcakes that surrounded anon, and sent one flying into anon’s mouth unexpectedly. Anon gaged and tried to talk, but was silenced with two more cupcakes being forced down her throat.
 
”You want to be a gross fat pig? Fine. I’ll help you with that, too!”
 
Twilight levitated all the sweets that were left on the floor and began to shove each treat into anon. Her mouth overflowed and couldn't chew fast enough before Twilight pushed in another sweet, making more of a mess of anon.
 
Twilight finally gave anon enough time to cough down all the food, but as soon as she got a breather, she shoved a whole cake into her face; pushing it hard and sending anon’s face to the floor. Most of the cake fell to either side of her face while the rest was making its way down her gullet. Anon’s eyes watered from the sheer force that was put on the cake. Her belly that was once happily gurgling, now was screaming in agony from the over stuffing. Twilight made sure anon ate every last bit of the cake while she examined the tight green belly that bloated out from anon’s body. She traced a hoof over it in little circles were the green belly showed some blush due to pressure within. She pushed down on it, and anon belched out cake bits.
 
”T-Twilight! Stop! I can’t take anymore!” Anon squirmed, trying to get up, but her bloated belly now pinned her down.
 
”You’re right.” Twilight rubbed anon’s belly. “But I can fix that!” Tilting her head, Twilight tapped her horn on anon’s stomach. The drum tight stomach gurgled loudly, and in an instant the pressure was gone and the belly lightly bounced. All that pressure had to go somewhere, and that somewhere was out.
 
UURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP!!!” Anon’s face turned beet red. “Wh-what did you do to me?”
 
Twilight playfully tapped anon’s belly and watched it jiggle. “I made you room.” Her smile would look sweet to any other pony, but to anon, it was evil.
 
”Now…” Twilight levitated over a few pies. “Let’s continue.” Twilight stuffed pie after pie into anon, not caring at all how much of a mess she made of anon, while the helpless mare did her best to swallow everything Twilight threw at her.
 
Pie filling dripped down her face when her cheeks were completely full. It seemed like her belly grew larger and larger with every pie she devoured, her view of Twilight began to be shrouded by her expanding belly. She placed her hooves over the fatty ball and pushed against it to feel how thick it was. Her hooves sunk deep until they were immersed in her fat. Anon then realized that the pies stopped coming, and it became deathly silent.
 
”Twilight?” Anon heard something being dragged against the floor, but she couldn't see from her angle on the ground. She tried pushing herself up on her plot, it took some strength to get her belly’s weight to shift off of her, but she managed to get her gut to fall forward that helped pull herself up. Anon had to spread her legs apart to make room for her belly that protruded past her legs.
 
”Urp! Twilight? What are you— OH SWEET CELESTIA NO!”
 
Twilight carried a hose in her magic that was attached to the giant tank of cake batter in the corner of the room. Anon kicked her hooves up, rocking back and forth to try and get on all fours to run, however, escape was not possible. Anon protested by turning her head away from the hose, but Twilight forced it past her lips and pushed deep enough that it wouldn’t fall out. Twilight’s horn glowed brighter, and the knob to the tank squealed as it was turned by her magic, releasing the batter and filling the hose up. Anon watched as the flood of batter made its way up to her and filled her mouth and cheeks till they were cram packed, leaking from the tiny corners of her lips, and making its way down her throat. Anon had no power over the flowing cake mix that pumped into her body, and she could feel herself swell already.
 
Before her very eyes she saw her stomach grow more faster, pushing on her legs and making them spread wider and wider. Not only did it get wider, but her vision was becoming obscured by green fat. Anon moaned and whimpered as her body continued to expand, and eventually pushing her onto her back again from the weight. Now it wasn’t just her belly that filled, her plot felt more round and thick, her lower body uplifted by the mass her ass was gaining. At that point she wouldn’t be moving for awhile, more since she was only getting bigger by the minute. Anon could feel the fattening mix spread to the rest of her body, her thighs squished against her massive butt, her neck turned into folds of fat, and she grew an extra chin. While she grew, she felt hooves crawl on her mountainous stomach, and soon Twilight came into her vision right over her belly, giving her a smugly grin. Anon glared up at her, half hoping that she’d get big enough to squish her in between the ceiling. Unfortunately, the mix slowed down, and finally only came out as little drops on her tongue, her stomach churned and gurgled madly with the flow of mix now halted.
 
Twilight playfully massaged anon’s fat as she pulled the hose out from her mouth, mix spilling over her plump and filthy cheeks. “So anon. Have you learned your lesson, or do I need to feed you the second tank?”
 
Instead of nodding and begging for Twilight’s help, anon thought for a moment about what she did and what would happen afterwards. And she came to a different conclusion. “Fuck you! I’ll take a second tank before I eat that shit for another four weeks straight again!”
 
 
 
The construction team had to tear down the back of Sugarcube corner before the cranes could get at their target. The kitchen floor was completely torn apart by some green blubber that arose from the cellar downstairs and filled the room. With the cranes finally in place they lifted the green mass out of the floor. Once in the air they could see how large this stuff, or should they say, pony really was, as the wrinkled but identifiable question mark cutiemark confirmed it to a pony. Her belly sagged at least fifteen feet from the rest of her body, and her cutimark looking odd with the fat folds on her flanks. Her face, which was sunken into the fat and had devoured her neck, was in the center of large ripples of chins; specifically this area was covered in a nasty shade of brown. Much of the body was damped with sweat, and the crew workers had to cover their noses to relieve themselves from the stench. The cranes lowered the mare onto the soft ground out from the bakery, and the few spectators tried getting closer, looking in awe and disgust. At the head of the crowed was princess Twilight Sparkle, who looked up at the blob, absolutely livid. She took off and flew to the land whale and landed just next to the chocolate stained face.
 
”I hope you enjoyed your little feast there, anon. Your little cheat day has ruined everything I tried to work for you! But now I doubt you’ll be able to recover even from this! I hope you’re happy.”
 
Anon said nothing at first, but then unleashed a belch that could’ve been mistaking for a dragon. spite and bits of food went flying and hitting Twilight in the face, sending her mane flowing in the wind of her belch, the sheer force sent a shiver in the ground for a few seconds, and the echo could be heard from miles around. When anon finally stopped, Twilight was completely drenched in saliva, her face full of shock and disbelief.
 
Anon pulled on a smile. “Totally worth it!"