One buzzing late night when the temptation grew too huge, Rainbow Dash creeped down to sugarcube corner and peered through the door. "Ooh, you're right on time Dashie!" triumphed an eager Pinkie Pie, already stood in the doorway. "Wait, she was EXPECTING me? Right at that second!?" she thought. But before Dash even had time to process what just happened, her pink friend began to drag her across the floor. “Just let it happen Dash, you know it feels good...” Dash’s muscles suddenly relaxed, an unknown pleasure flowing through them.

But that apron! It was like PORN to Rainbow Dash's helpless eyes. The hills and bumps in Pinkie's stomach were emphasised, by the choking-tight fabric that shaped and creased around it. All she could do was stare at the gaining perfection, as Pinkie pulled her through the empty shop.

She had an idea of what was about to happen to her, and she could have EASILY flown away, but something stopped her. Through the next room, she was dragged into a sweet-smelling basement, and every corner was pitch black – Before the light was turned on, and Pinkie’s food hoard was revealed. All around her were stacks of freshly iced cupcakes. The thick buttercream looked divine, almost like it was DESIGNED to fatten you up. Rainbow Dash relaxed onto a black chair, and was strapped into her gluttonous fate. Pinkie pulled the straps round, gently stroking the skin. She wound one below Dash’s stomach, making that one loose for obvious reasons. Her thin, athletic body shivered with adrenalin, and butterflies swarmed her unfed stomach. What was going to happen to her? Why has her friend gained so much weight? And most of all - why did this seem so pleasing? "I'm SO glad you came here!" gleamed Pinkie. "I made all these cakes and really couldn't eat them all. I needed a friend like YOU, to help indulge in the thick fattiness of the icing and the sugar and the sweet satisfying taste and - whoa that was a long sentence."

She was out of breath. Maybe a quick cupcake would fix that? Pinkie Pie peeled off the small, delicate wrapper, and her teeth sunk through the soft buttery icing. Rainbow Dash watched her revel in the food. She felt disturbed by what her friend was doing, but somehow that disgust was arousing to her. “Oh, my apron’s getting tight...” struggled Pinkie. She reached her hooves down her back, her compressed belly pushing and fighting forward. The apron came untied, and her exploding belly jiggled freely again. “There ya go!” Pinkie crammed in the rest of the cake, taking her time to process the buttery flavour.

Dash's eyes widened at her hoof, rubbing her soft belly up and down as the cupcake entered her body. "Now it's YOUR turn Dashie!" whispered Pinkie in an evil tone.

Dash said nothing. She couldn't speak out of this surrounding bubble of thrill and excitement, and the dread of gaining weight was pushed to the back of her mind. It was late, she was tired, and all logical areas of her brain had melted. Why did she let herself get dragged here! Her usual mind was barely enough to stop her talking, and her new inner fantasy took over.

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