Mondays were never Red’s favourite day.

He actually wondered if anypony liked Monday. Workaholic ponies maybe? Those ones where life at home was actually more troublesome than being at work? He mused on it, having successfully answered his own question. It at least kept his mind occupied on the drive in.

As per usual he met Foundy at her once again moved office, now situated closer to the new projects. It seemed to move much more frequently these days, likely because the actual construction work of simply laying down an area for fatties to park with no building required apart from a little picket fence, mailbox and grass took them only a few hours to build multiple lots.

“Morning Red.”

“Morning Foundy, what’s on the agenda?”

“The usual. More of these lots. Marketing must have done a heck of a job well...marketing. They’re selling pretty fast. I’d say faster than we can build them but well, you and I know that just wouldn’t be true.” she laughed.

“Indeed. Oh, what’s happening with the prison? Anything?”

“No not yet, they’re still trying to sort out all the details. Prisons take a lot of planning. Those plans were still very preliminary. I’ve heard they’ve run into some design issues and are trying to address them. We’ll get to it eventually.” she said, looking over the plans on her desk. “Want to see the next lot of builds?”

Red was curious, he looked over the plans. “What’s this for?”

“A factory.”

“I can see that, what sort of factory?”

“A new maker of pads. Apparently something happened with the current company on Sleipnir. Owner got into a bit of hot water and fled, or so I am told. A new company from Equestria bought them up and are slowly winding down their operations at their current facility. They’re building a new one. They want us to build it.” she explained. “Don’t worry, I’m keeping you back for when the prison needs doing. Another team will handle this build.”

“What was wrong with the old factory?” he asked.

“Not big enough and the building is nearly as old as the colony itself. They’ve bought the land, they want to knock it down and start again with something all new. There’s a problem though.”

“Oh?”

“Keep this to yourself…” Foundy lowered her voice. “The old company was a bit...shady. There’s a pony currently being looked after in the current factory who’s bigger than anypony else on Sleipnir. They used her for testing pads that could take heavier and heavier ponies. She’s getting shipped off world to Equestria where she’ll be looked after...eventually. For now though it needs to be kept discreet. They’re trying to arrange a transport to take her to the homeworld. But you didn’t hear that from me, okay?”

“Yes boss.”

“Good, now I’ll talk to you later. Your crew is waiting.”

As he hovered away Red thought it wasn’t turning out to be such a bad Monday after all. That was certainly interesting. How big was that pony, did she rival Equestrians? She must be much, much larger than he is. His mind started to turn to other things though, like should he invest in a new pad from the new company soon or wait? He was getting towards the size rating limit for his pad. Ten thousand pounds it was rated for and he was over 7 thousand now. He only had 3 thousand pounds of wiggle room before it would struggle to keep his bulk afloat. He had often thought how much of his body mass was in his rump. Must be around 70% of his fat he thought, maybe more.

Regardless it was Monday. He did this job exactly so he could keep eating and keep growing. No big payout was forthcoming like he had before so he had been putting aside money every month to invest in a new one. With Ivory now too they could pool their resources, but he hadn’t asked her about that yet. He wondered how best he could approach the subject. It seemed selfish to ask without offering something for her too.

The work day itself was unremarkable. They put down a number of the new plots, or ‘parking spaces’ as he liked to call them. He could see already a number had been purchased but none were occupied right now. Red assumed that the owners were out eating. I mean why not? They had plenty of room to grow now. He wondered when they might twig they could just never leave and order take-out right to them. Perhaps they had jobs and were at those like him. His mind kept wandering.

On the way home he decided to pick up dinner. It would save Ivory cooking yet another meal. He pulled into Blubber King and opted to use to drive through instead of going inside. He actually wondered if he could still fit in the store. The drive through was perfect though, he quickly ordered and moved through the line picking up the food at the end. He was served by a rather lovely young Pegasus who gave him a smile and thanked him for his patronage. Fat and happy like the rest of the ponies on the colony.

When he got home, Ivory greeted him with a kiss and an affectionate hug when she saw that he had brought her food. Settling in on the sofa again they tuned into the TV and made some small talk.

“Work okay?” she asked.

“Fine, nothing major. Still building those plots.”

“Ah.”

“Ivory...I’ve been thinking.” Red started to ask “We talked about moving in together last time. Do you want to come with me in the morning and have a look at those plots I mentioned?”

“Yeah! To be honest Red I just forgot. Work has been busy lately. I could come by tomorrow with you. Besides, if I trail behind you I get the best view.” she said with a giggle. It never failed to make him blush.

“Alright. Well come with me in the morning and see. It’ll look basic but we can have them customised with things.” he explained. “They just build the base models and then add more to them later. If we sold both our houses I am sure we could afford one each and possibly have money left over for other things, which is something else I want to ask you.” he confessed.

“Oh?”

“I’m uh...well. We’re both pad bound Ivory. I want to keep growing though. Mine is good for a little while longer. Three thousand more pounds. But I want to push past that. Five figures is just a target I want to surpass.” Red said. “I heard something today. It won’t be for a little while but uh, there’s a new pad company coming. Equestrian based apparently and I know they make pads rated for much heftier ponies. Equestrian ponies are impressive.”

“Impressive how? You mean their size?” Ivory asked.

“Yes. Most on Equestria are even too big for even the biggest pads they offer. That’s my goal someday. But the point is, I will need to buy a new pad at some stage once mine can’t lift me anymore. I was thinking, if I gave you mine and you sold yours, could we invest the money into a new bigger better pad for me?” That way you could keep gaining too, this pad is good up to ten thousand pounds.”

“Hmmm...it seems like the logical thing to do. Let me think about it, I’ll decide after we’ve seen the plots you’re talking about tomorrow okay?” she said, turning her attention back to the program they were watching.

Tomorrow then, he’d show her the plots and hopefully she’d be interested. It was the next logical step in both of them gaining to even huger sizes. He snuggled close to Ivory and settled into thoughts of being Equestrian sized. A wonderful thought to have.