“WHERE IS MY SHIPMENT!?” A bellow of anger came from foremare Solid Foundation, her triple chins wobbling like jelly as she shouted in rage at the lowly site manager beneath her. She was not a small pony by any means, her fat head almost sunk snugly into her rolls of blubber that almost resembled multiple tyres around her upper portions that flowed into the rest of her engorged fattened body. Her belly sagged low and scraped the ground, which is why she always wore overalls to work, traditional blue that just about covered her light yellow coat, her cyan tail sticking out from behind as her two wrecking ball cheeks of a rump bulged out and wobbled. There was no way her overalls were covering that.

“D-delayed mam’! A consignment of food took higher priority…” Site manager Red Roller replied, his fat hooves shuffling slightly as he tried to explain. He was also a pony of size, although not quite as big as Solid Foundation, but he could still give other ponies on the colony a run of their size. He could see the foremare was rather upset. “D-don’t push yourself Foundy, you’ll tire yourself out.”

The mare sighed and relaxed, he was right. There was no point getting upset until she had all the facts. She took a few waddles forward, out of her cabin that was much wider and larger than expected for a construction site, but it had to house her girth, still though, as she placed her fat hooves on the ramp and took a few steps forward her flank still brushed easily on the doorway. A few more meals and she’d be too wide, they’d have to widen it again…

“Very well Roller, why was our shipment of building materials delayed, to make room for a food delivery? Why told you this?” She asked, a little incredulous.

“N-new fast food chain opening! I went to the docks to pick up our expected shipment but the dockmaster told me it was pushed back a day for that!” He sighed, but his mouth watered slightly at what the dockmaster had told him. “I-It’s supposed to be some of the most fattening food yet, a new chain! They say even one of their burgers will add twice the weight of a blubberburger from McHayfries!” His fat body quivering in anticipation of the new delicacies he and the other colonists would be able to sample. He might get fatter than Foundy! He might even need a belly wheel or anti-grav platform to get himself around! Oh the thought of being so fat and lardy…

“Roller? Come back to me buddy.” The foremare tapped her hoof on his snoot noticing he had gone into a food coma thought. He often did this when new treats were entering his mind. She knew the stallion had thoughts of being much fatter than he was, but on his foreman salary he just couldn’t quite afford the food. That was what made it obvious the biggest, fattest ponies were the hardest workers on the colony, they had the most money to gorge themselves at these places, or the really lucky ones could gorge themselves at home. She continued to speak. “Listen, it is all very well pushing our deliveries back to make room for yet more food, but they realise we have a housing problem yes? We build houses, but ponies get fatter, so we have to build bigger houses, yet ponies get fatter and are much too big for the bigger houses, so once again we have to build even bigger houses.” She stopped for a second and thought, somehow managing to raise a fat hoof to her blubbery chin. “The houses we build now are at least three or four times as big as when this colony was first settled, and if we can’t build bigger houses then ponies can’t keep eating!” She finished, exhausted a little from her tirade. She had brought out a number of burgers with her, comfort food always calmed her down and she munched on them whilst Red Roller spoke back.

“I know it is upsetting Foundy, ponies need places to live! Look I’ll go back down the dockyards and see if I can do anything to get the materials here faster. I’ll probably lose a few pounds waddling myself down there, but it’ll be worth it…” He said.

“I’d offer you a truck but you’re too fat for one, besides if you lose a little weight that’s some more room for this, whatever it is amazing new chain to open. What’s called anyway?” She asked, a little curious.

“Blubber King! I know, a little bit of a slap in the face...or multiple chins but they say they’re all about quantity over quality! That’s their motto!” He beamed, turning his fat round body 180 degrees to go towards to dockyards. Roller did have one thing on Foundy, most of his blubber was in his butt, his belly sagged but his ass towered high above him, it was quite impressive. Well it would be if some of the higher echelons of the colony weren't much bigger than him, but he tried. ‘Lucky genes that most of his blubber ended up in his flank’ the foremare thought.

“You better bring me good news! Or you can tell all the ponies who have a house on order that they’re going to have to stop eating for a while!” She yelled after him as she watched him waddle his fat flank off towards the dockyard.