Applejack: Pudgy (Patreon)

Initially, the only bright side Applejack could see was the plumper breasts and butt, with a sinking feeling after realizing that her hard-earned muscles were now hidden under a layer of soft, pliable fat.

"Darn that Valencia, s’ gonna’ take me fer’ever to work off all… this… oooh…"

Applejack bit her lip as she fondled her newly chubby belly, recognizing it as similar to Pinkie’s as her manicured fingers sunk into the sensitive flesh protruding from her big stomach. The rest of her also felt softer, especially her bouncier bubble butt wobbling behind her.

"Mmm… maybe it ain’t so bad ta’ have Pinkie’s pudge… the boys back at school might even like this… more cushion for the pushin’…"

Applejack went from feeling just how much of her was padded with soft fat to marveling at how little effort it took to clap her fat buttcheeks together when her gut rumbled, and her thoughts immediately went to the caramel apples Microchip was selling.

"Guess a couple more pounds wouldn’ hurt…"

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If anyone took a brief glimpse of the caramel stand, they would see a young man sitting on the inner side of its counter, moaning as his bare ass was planted on its wooden surface. That would be because the newer, plumper, and hungrier Applejack was busy sucking off his caramel covered cock.

After savoring one of the caramel apples Microchips provided (i.e. deliberately taking her sweet time in slurping and licking off the caramel in a very suggestive manner before eating the rest), she proceeded to step inside the booth despite his reluctant protests and ’sample’ him after slathering his privates in the same sweet substance. She couldn’t help but waggle her fat ass in the air like an excited cat, eagerly clapping its humongous globes together as she was determined to milk him dry of his own gooey substance.

Before Applejack had swallowed his entire slab of stiffened meat whole, Microchips could’ve sworn he saw a bright glow emit from the caramel as she coated his dick with it and made it grow larger. He wasn’t sure how long the blowjob lasted either, having lost all sense of time since being sucked off by the ravenous cowgirl. By the end, his turgid dick could only give some last few quivers in her starving maw before yielding its huge creamy payload down the plump southern slut’s throat.

Microchips could only register Applejack’s slutty moans in his orgasmic haze with his eyes clamped shut, and when he could open his eyes again, her blushing freckled face was replaced by an enormous freckled ass hovering over his lap before it slammed down and swallowed his still turgid dick in hot, wet passion. To him, it also felt like those giant gelatinous globes had engulfed most of his lower half in the brief few moments it took for the pudgy farmer to start fervently mashing her thick hips into his own.

And now, in addition to another set of moist lips urgently milking Microchips’ balls dry, there was also that bountiful bubble butt sending sweat flying everywhere as it jiggled beautifully against his groin. The whole experience was even more mind-numbing to the overwhelmed nerd than the blowjob, with him feeling like all coherent thought was being replaced by and equally urgent need to reciprocate the pounding received.

Sadly for him, there wasn’t much he could do under such a forceful fuck, and all he could do was enjoy the ride until his second orgasm came. And when it did, it came twice as hard as his spooge gushed out of Applejack after the few initial spurts. The rest of the spurted semen salvo wound up coating her fat rump in his gooey frosting before long, in the end resembling two huge glazed buns.

Applejack lifted herself off Microchip and his spent cock when she was certain he had spurted every last drop he had, and a cascade of cum flowed from her filled snatch in the process. With a deep smooch that also gave him a brief handful of huge tit, Applejack had left the stand with a playful wave goodbye without minding the trail of spunk she was leaving.

Microchips could only sit there on the counter, exhausted and spent. He had just got his bearings back minutes later when he heard another voice behind him, perkier and bubblier than the last one. He just barely managed to turn himself around, not caring anymore that his pants and underwear were in tatters because of his last ’customer’, only for his blood to run cold as he saw Pinkie Pie standing a mere inches away with her own noticeably changed body.

The perky party planner stood a good few feet above him with her own clothes reduced to barely clinging fabric. Pinkie’s breasts, hips, and thighs were large enough to surpass Celestia and Luna’s own voluptuous figures and match Twilight and Sunset themselves in sheer size, all in all resembling a mouthwatering combination of both an amazon and a fertility goddess with her massive endowments, waiting to lay claim to a lucky(?) stud or two.

And she was currently looking at him with the same hungry look that Applejack gave him previously.