“Well that was...yeah that was terrible.” Roller said to himself under his breath.

The first lesson at the pad driving school hadn’t quite been what Roller had been expecting, for one thing. The instructor was an absolute mare to deal with. He paused for a moment, that didn’t help much. She was difficult. Firstly expressing the opinion all ponies should have a mandatory licence to drive a pad and then acting like a drill instructor. For a voluntary course that some ponies were paying for she could have been a little nicer. His ears were still ringing from her shouts at the group.

Now it was over though, he had a week before the next round. Huffing slightly and getting back on the controls he started to pilot his way out, stopping when he heard a shout from his side.

“Hey, forget about me did ya?”

Ivory had pulled up next to him. Turning his bloated neck to view her he saw her grinning between her fat folds. “Remember? A meal? Plus I still wanna ask you about that tush.” She said with a slight giggle, making him go bright red.

“Oh yes, of course. Uh. Where to?”

“I know a place, just follow. Only a few minutes away from here. Try not to hit anything, hopefully the lesson has helped at least a bit.” She said, scooting her own pad ahead of his as Roller dutifully obliged and kept pace behind her. Currently they were in one of the better parts of town, Roller mainly knew where the eateries here were more than anything else. He was partly hoping she didn’t go into one of the fancy places. Wasn’t heading towards Blubber King either.

Eventually she pulled up outside a rather gaudy pink building. There didn’t seem to be a queue to get in, Roller catching a glimpse of the sign as he craned his neck up slightly near the entrance, the name illustrated by a neon sign of a rather happy pig bouncing from left to right, a fat one rolling around after enjoying a meal by the looks of it.

The Pink Porker

He couldn’t help but smile a little bit. The mare seemed to know the better joints in town. This wasn’t somewhere he had been before but he had heard good things about it. The inside was just as outrageous as the exterior. The whole inner building was pink, everywhere. Any booths with chairs had pink chairs, the tables were pink (and also amusingly shaped like a round bloated pig), the floor was a pink and white checkered pattern. Even the menus were pink. Both being on pads the two of them found their way to an empty table and parked themselves, picking up a menu and starting to browse.

“So.” Ivory started to say. “I don’t usually ask Stallions out on a meal straight away but you seem nice.” Her eyes not leaving the menu as Roller watched her browse. “Plus you really caught my eye when you came in.”

“Oh?” The stallion was just blushing more. He wasn’t used to this sort of forwardness. “I can probably guess why but you may as well tell me, in case it’s something other than I think it is.”

“That rump.” Ivory said completely candidly.

“Okay, exactly what I thought it was…” He said, sounding a little defeated and going back to the menu. For the first time he saw the mare look slightly uncomfortable.

“Sorry just, you probably worked out I’m pretty forward. I don’t like hiding my thoughts. I just can’t take my eyes off it. How did it get so...big?” She asked, before Roller could reply a waiter had waddled his way over.

“What can I get you two today?”

“I’ll try the extra large buffet platter, easy on the vegetables. And a large soda to drink.” Roller said. “You?”

“The cheese supreme pizza please. Large soda also.” Ivory said, putting her menu back. The waiter scribbled onto his notepad, nodded and waddled his way to the kitchen. Ivory gave Roller’s impressive rear another look, pointing to it. “So uh...the tush?”

“Oh right.” Roller said, still a little red. “I uh, I mean I wish I had an answer for you actually. I’ve always been fat, it’s just whatever genetics I’ve inherited means it goes back there, mostly…” He said. “I’ve gotten stares and jabs about it most my life. It is rather overpowering compared to the rest of me.” He blushed more.

“You could have made a great prostitute.” Ivory replied and smiled.

“W-what?!” Roller yelped, almost grabbing at the menu again to try to hide his blushing cheeks behind it. That was a new one.

“I’m just saying, the building trade ever goes south, ponies will pay for being buried under something like that.” She carried on, hardly noticing his ever reddening face. “I know I would.”

“I uh...never even crossed my mind.” Roller managed to squeak out, regaining some composure. It honestly hadn’t. Of all the things he had considered it might be useful for that wasn’t one of them.

“Well keep it at the back of your thoughts sugar.”

“What about you? You seem nicely plump all over.” Roller said, trying to reverse the conversation a bit. “Big eater?”

“Hah, me, you, everyone on this damn rock. We’re obsessed. No point trying to beat em’.” She said, Roller warming quite to her almost non-caring attitude about her size.

“So what do you do? And don’t tell me you’re an archer.” He said with a small amount of teasing in his voice, trying his best to imitate the action as she did before. He managed to get her to crack a smile.

“Nooooo, no way. Maybe in times gone past. I’m a decorator actually, that’s the only part in common with my name. Ivory is my favorite colour. See all those buildings you guys put up are kinda plain. So I come in to ponies houses and paint up their rooms to be nicer colours. I know there are drones that do that these days but some ponies prefer a hoof touch.” She said, continuing her explanation. “Well, I mean I’m cheaper and take a bit longer but ya know. Same thing.”

“Yeah, I can see that being something ponies would pay for. You’re obviously not short of food money.” Roller said, he sniffed the air. The smells from the kitchen were starting to play on his nostrils. He could tell the food was coming.

“Woah, who said anything about paying?” She laughed. “I figure you’re pretty loaded. Wanna treat a mare?” Her voice went into a coo at the last words. It just made Roller blush again.

“Don’t push your luck...but I don’t think this is really pushing it.” He said back, trying his best to be a little candid like her. As he finished the waiter brought the food and laid it out the table. His mouth started to drool slightly, it did look delicious.

“Hold still sir.” The waiter, to his surprise was affixing a small bib to his chins.

“What’s this?”

“Oh! It’s the gimmick of the place. You get a little bib with the piggie on. Cute huh? And one more thing.”

“There’s something else?”

As the waiter finished putting the bib round him, he brought out a small tray with two snouts on, cheap plastic things that looked like something you wear at a party.

“If we both wear it, we get a free dessert at the end. For being a couple of oinkers.” Ivory laughed.

“I am not going to turn down a free dessert.” Red replied, and with that he let the waiter place the snout on his nose. They both looked at each other and laughed.

“Haha, a real pair of fat piggies huh?” Ivory said, starting to eat her food.

“Hey at least this piggy has an appetite to match. I’m starving.” Roller said, eating too. He looked at the plate, a large portion. Maybe 20 pounds of gain there. Not quite the feast he had at Blubber King but it would keep him going.

“So...plans?” Ivory asked him taking a break from her meal.

“Eat.” Red replied, his fat lips smacking together as he took food from the platter.

“I mean for the future dummy.” Ivory said, another laugh erupting from her lips. “You’re funny Red.”

“Well...eat! I want to gain weight. I’m not even close to what the pad has capacity for. I wanna well…” He trailed off.

“What? What do you want?” Ivory was curious.

“That thing behind me? I hate it sometimes. All the teasing can get to me.” Red started to say, he gave his rear a small wobble for emphasis. “But...I can’t resist, I just wanna see how big it can get. Is there gonna be a point where I eventually balance out? Where my gut catches up with my flank? Or am I gonna just end up with the biggest butt on the whole colony?” He said, sighing slightly. Ivory sensed his slight annoyance at his problem.

“Well only one way to find out right? Besides you’ll be fine. I think you just need to find somepony who will appreciate it...I do.”

Red felt his heart flutter slightly. “R-really? That thing?”

“Do you think I was joking about the prostitute comment?” Ivory said with a little laugh. “I’d be one of the ponies paying if I hadn’t met you by chance.”

“O-oh gosh...well um...er…” Red totally lost his composure, going back to his meal.

“Take it as a compliment sugar. You know I really think it might look even better in something that really hugs it.” She giggled.

“Uh...uhhhhh….”

“Oh relax, nopony can hear us. But I’ll stop if you’re getting all flustered. Finish your meal.” Ivory said, seeing Roller relax a little. The remainder of the meal was filled with little bits of talk, each of them finding out little things about each other. The free dessert, although small, was good too.

“UURRRRPPPPPP!!!!”

“BWWWARRRRRRPPP!!!”

The usual end to a good meal, both ponies clearly having enjoyed themselves. Roller got the bill, he didn’t mind. The two of them left, stopping outside the building.

“I’ll have to remember that place.” Roller said. “Good meal.”

“It’s a regular stop for me. We can maybe make it our place to get after each lesson.” Ivory said, turning her pad to head home. “I’ll catch you later Red! Thanks for the food!” And with that, she left, her pad disappearing round the end of the block and out of site, leaving Roller to make his way home.

His mind was still thinking about what she had said. Clearly the mare liked him, he had her contact details. Roller had never felt this way about another pony before. He couldn’t quite wait another week to meet up with her again, making a mental note to give her a call soon.