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Four Purple Mares Try to Solve the Worlds Problems 1.7
By ShroooomyCreated: 2023-02-05 01:25:51
Expiry: Never
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                                            > It's literally just Twilight being fat
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                                            Twilight:
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                                            Current weight: 478 lbs
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                                            Time: 2:04 PM
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                                            “What else do you have?” I asked while munching on a hoof-full of chips
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                                            > I reached into the bag to scoop out another helping but my hoof hit the bottom of the bag
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                                            > The worst sound in the world is the crinkle of an empty chip bag
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                                            > I tossed it aside and waited for Treehugger with bated breath
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                                            > Her head was buried inside the refrigerator as she called out to me.
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                                            > “Twilight, you emptied the entire fridge!” Her voice echoed from across the room
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                                            > I raised my hooves into the air in defiance
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                                            “I did not!”
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                                            > As I threw my leg into the air my stomach gurgled.
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                                            > With no warning, the buttons of my suit ripped apart and my naked belly-flopped onto the table like a bag of sand
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                                            > The impact of my belly hitting the wood sent ripples of excitement across my bloated barrel
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                                            > The sensation sent tingles across my corpus body.
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                                            > It was like my belly was asleep
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                                            and I couldn't contain my pleasure.
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                                            > I found myself moaning like a mare in heat
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                                            “Ohhhh…."
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                                            > My stomach was so full and I was feeling the weight of the fat bending my bones.
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                                            > I began massaging my gut and felt nothing but soft, malleable flesh rolling beneath my hoof.
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                                            > My fat began to jiggle in pleasure as I dragged my hoof over the dancing mound of fat.
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                                            > As my hoof drove across the hills of fat depressions would form beneath it.
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                                            > It reminded me of how gravity manipulated space
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                                            > But instead of dark matter, the waves traveled across the spongy folds of my meaty belly.
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                                            > Everything about this was so wrong
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                                            > It felt so perverse even enjoying this strange new sensation
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                                            > But it felt so good
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                                            > I rested my hoof over my stomach and watched it rise and fall over the waves if orgasmic hunger
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                                            > “Yeah…You did.” Treehugger replied, slamming the fridge door shut
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                                            > Started, I placed my hoof to my side and exhaled in disappointment
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                                            > Treehugger shuffled across the room avoiding the crumpled foil containers scattered across the floor.
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                                            > I had licked each case clean and left no residue
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                                            > They were so clean that I could see my face reflecting in the foil
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                                            > It was like looking at a funhouse mirror and I couldn't help but smile
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                                            > I turned away from the distorted reflections and was met with Treehugger leaning a couple of inches from my face.
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                                            > She was beginning to look annoyed
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                                            “So…No more pasta?” I squeaked
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                                            > She shook her head
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                                            “Porage?”
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                                            > “You cleaned out our entire supply.”
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                                            “What about chips? Your type always has chips.”
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                                            > “Twilight, I gotta level with you. We throw parties and go through fewer chips then you have in only half an hour."
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                                            > Treehugger pointed to the corner of the room where I had been discarding my empty chip bags
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                                            > It was sobering
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                                            > There had to be a least twenty bags crushed and tossed carelessly in the corner
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                                            > My sober mind was beginning to regret how much of a slob I was during my binge
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                                            > I just couldn’t help myself
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                                            > Whenever I was eating it was all I could think of
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                                            > It was such an overpowering and intoxicating sensation
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                                            > It ran up my spine like a calming drug and pressed my minds pleasure buttons in ways I didn’t think possible.
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                                            > I don’t know why, but eating had gone from an exercise in stress relief to pure ecstasy
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                                            > The entire experience made my stomach purr and in turn put a smile on my sweaty, food-stuffed face.
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                                            > As I settled into this newfound comfort my stomach began to moan
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                                            > But this time it wasn’t in pleasure
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                                            > Instead it was a sharp pain
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                                            > It felt like I was being stabbed in the gut
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                                            > I threw my hoof over my stomach
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                                            > The fat rolled between my hooves as I massaged the aches wriggling across my engorged gut
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                                            “What about ice cream? You guys must have more ice cream laying around!”
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                                            > I was beginning to panic
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                                            > “No, Twilight! We have a train to catch and you need to leave.” Treehugger snapped
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                                            > Her tone took me by surprise
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                                            > I had never seen her angry before
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                                            > The thick red rat-tails of her mangy mane covered her cross eyes
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                                            > Normally, I didn't think much of Treehugger.
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                                            > The way she carries herself and her ramshackle lifestyle wasn't befitting of a respectable mare
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                                            > But she was kind of frightened when she got angry.
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                                            > And who was I to judge anypony looking the way I was?
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                                            > I sighed and buttoned my suit back up
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                                            > It was hard wrapping the shirt around my stomach but with a little effort I was able to stretch it over my stomach.
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                                            > When I pushed the seat away from the table my tummy gurgled as it slid off the tabletop
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                                            > When it collapsed on top of me it felt like a lump of bricks fell into my lap
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                                            > I threw myself off the chair and as my hooves hit the floor The glass pipes on the shelf above me clattered
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                                            "Ohhhhh…."
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                                            > The thin cotton hugged my barrel tightly and I could see the fabric tearing around my plump thighs
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                                            > My pants were especially tense over my rump and feltl like were gonna split in two at any second
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                                            > I couldn’t see back there, but I could feel the temperature of the room kissing my backside
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                                            > They were definitely ripped
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                                            > Straight down the middle in the most humiliating place
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                                            > I began to fidget
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                                            > This uniform was so becoming more constricting by the second
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                                            > As we left I waved bye to Fluttershy and Treehugger
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                                            > As I exited through the lobby I passed a tall mirror leaning against the wall
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                                            >When I saw myself I gasped
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                                            > My stomach dragged along the floor and I had a that rumpvyhat was do big that it would make even Pinkie envious.
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                                            > What happened to me?
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                                            > I definitely wasn’t this fat when I left Ponyville.
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                                            > Had I really eaten this much?
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                                            > My stomach groaned and I felt the need to eat again
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                                            > A bubbly sensation coarsed through my stomach
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                                            > I felt like a well-shaken soda ready to explode
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                                            > Despite this unpleasant feeling, all I could think of was food.
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                                            > Maybe I could go to McHoofies?
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                                            > A
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                                            > My stomach began to bubble just thinking of how amazing a McHoofies hayburger would be right now.
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                                            > The thick straws of hay, doused in that mysterious yellowish-white sauce…
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                                            > Why was I like this?
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                                            > I'm a bloated sweaty mess wearing an I'll fitted suit stained in ice cream, and grease
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                                            > My stomach felt like it was about burst
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                                            > I couldn't even recognize myself in the mirror
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                                            > Instead I saw a fat purple mare loser with no self-control
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                                            > Clogging her arteries with rubbish.
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                                            > And even though I knew I was hurting myself
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                                            > All I could think of was food.
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                                            > I felt magic consume my horn and suddenly a McHoofies hay burger popped into existence above my head
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                                            > The sandwich fell to the floor with a loud splat
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                                            > The sauce quickly started pooling along the floor and soaking the bottom bun in its juices
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                                            > I picked it up
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                                            > Did I just create food by imagining it?
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                                            > I was baffled
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                                            > My stomach growled as I looked at myself in the mirror holding the burger
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                                            > What have I become?
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                                            > I brought the burger to my lips and began chewing
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                                            > It was so good…
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                                            > Even better than a regular McHoofies burger
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                                            > The sauce was thick and the hay was drowned in salt
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                                            > I finished the burger in a few large bites
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                                            > But my tummy continued to berate me
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                                            > So I attempted to spawn more food
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                                            > This time I pictured a slice of cherry pie
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                                            > I Imagined the sugary sweetness of the Canterlot delicacy.
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                                            > The crispy texture of the yellow ribboned crust clashed with the juicy cherries, suffocated in red syrup teeming over the crust.
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                                            > My horn erupted with energy and suddenly
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                                            > POP!
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                                            > The pie appeared just above my head
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                                            > I fumbled my hooves in the air and caught it
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                                            > I brought the pie to my lips and began engorging myself in its delightful taste
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                                            > The pie was runny and with each bite, cherries would fall from the crust and roll down my chest before hitting the floor with a wet splat
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                                            > It only took a couple of bites to finish
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                                            > But within seconds of devouring it, I had come to the conclusion that it was the greatest pie I had ever eaten.
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                                            > I looked back up at myself in the mirror
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                                            > Lips slathered with syrup
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                                            > Suit stained with globs of saccharine cherry juices
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                                            > I was a mess
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                                            > But I was in bliss
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                                            > “Princess…” Amethyst peeped
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                                            > I turned to my notetaker and nodded
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                                            “Yes?”
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                                            > My voice was hushed and trailed off
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                                            > The calmness circulating within me was powerful
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                                            “Your…Ummm…Your naughty bits are showing.”
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                                            > I spun myself in the mirror and saw my genitals exposing themselves through the peeling fabric.
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                                            “No problem! I’ll just cast a repair spell!” I replied with my newfound confidence
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                                            > I focused all my power on mending the fabric
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                                            > A burst of energy zapped from my horn and I felt the magic stitch itself.
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                                            > Pressing my cheeks together and squeezing my folds into place
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                                            “See? No big deal.”
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                                            > My stomach let out a loud whine
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                                            > I could feel the suit failing under the weight of my heavy gut as it slowly sunk towards the ground.
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                                            > The suit was ripping at all ends now.
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                                            > fat oozing from the rips in my suit like honey
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                                            > I turned back to the mirror one last time
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                                            > I never considered myself an obese pony
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                                            > Like most unicorns I was portly.
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                                            > But now I was approaching the threshold of obesity
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                                            > Why does food have to taste so good!?
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                                            > I took a step forward and heard a loud rip
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                                            > Amy froze and Night Glider covered her smile with her hooves
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                                            > I spun in the mirror and saw that my pants ripped even worse than before
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                                            > Now, the tear ran from my dock to the bottom of my vagina
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                                            > A wide hole in my pants displaying my most sensitive parts
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                                            > “Princess…” Amy spoke, “Your pants ripped again.”
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                                            > I shoved my hoof over my face in embarrassment.
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                                            > Clearly this was a problem, not even magic could solve
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                                            “Amethyst, I need your scrub.”
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                                            > “What!? Why!?”
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                                            "I can't walk around with my bare flank hanging out, what would ponies say!?"
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                                            > “Well I can’t give you my scrub! What if I get sick!?”
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                                            “You won’t get sick. Now pass it over, this is a royal order.”
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                                            > I needed to maintain some semblance of dignity
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                                            > I don't need pictures of my genitals on the cover of the Equestria Inquiries
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                                            > She removed the thin plastic scrub from around her front legs and tied the leg holes around my backside
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                                            > She didn't look all too happy about giving up her scrub but she had much less to lose than I did.
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                                            > When we got outside I was greeted by two crystal guards ponies
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                                            “Oh! Hello, guards, I was just…Doing my investigation.”
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                                            > I shot them a smile oozing with fear
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                                            > Walking out of a head shop was definitely not a good look for a princess
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                                            > "Your presence is needed at city hall." One said firmly
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                                            "But I'm in the middle of an investigation."
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                                            > “This is an emergency meeting.”
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                                            > I sighed
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                                            > Better now than when I’m on the train back to Ponyville I suppose
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                                            “I’m sorry girls but my attendance is needed elsewhere. I need you two to go to the brothel and find out everything you can."
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                                            > Night Glider nodded
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                                            “This is a secret operation, so be discrete,” I warned
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                                            > With that, I followed the guards to city hall, thankfully it was a short walk from Tree Huggers.
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                                            > I needed to rest after all that eating
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                                            > My stomach dragged along the road, bubbling the entire way
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                                            > It felt like a walking balloon overstuffed with soda
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                                            > Every step caused my stomach to gurgle and I felt the bubbling in my belly rising.
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                                            > When we arrived, I was led to the dining hall where a large assortment of foods had been arranged along the table
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                                            > It looked like a proper feast
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                                            > But the only other pony in the room was Cadance, who was sitting at the head of the long table.
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                                            > She was accompanied by a couple of griffons who were hovering over her fighting their urge to touch her
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                                            > Griffins are nasty creatures in my opinion
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                                            > “Get away you nasty birds!” Cadence snapped
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                                            > Her horn glowing pink and her eyes wide and angry
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                                            > The griffons ducked to her hooves like frightened puppies
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                                            “Hello again, Cadance!” I cheered
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                                            > I gave her a big hug
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                                            > “Hi, Twilight! Were you the one that called this meeting?”
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                                            You may be surprised that I didn't I was under the impression that it was you.”
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                                            > “it’s good to see you. Even better to see that you’ve taken my advice.” She said poking my neck fat.
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                                            “Yes, I’ve been indulging.” I laughed
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                                            > “I can see that, you’ve gone from plump and pudgy to fat and flabby in an afternoon! How do you feel?”
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                                            “I...I don’t know. I’m new to this "indulgence without a care thing.”
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                                            > “Don’t worry Twilight, after a while it becomes second nature. Look at me for example,I haven’t been sober in years!”
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                                            > Cadence took a swig of her drink
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                                            > "Ah! That's good stuff! See Twilight? It doesn't even burn going down anymore!" She cheered
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                                            > I chuckled
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                                            > Cadence was a funny pony
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                                            > I could never understand how she could live like such a free spirit and run the empire so well.
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                                            > But she was far from perfect
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                                            > She does everything in excess
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                                            > I’ll admit that I was worried when I heard that Shining was going to marry her.
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                                            > Before the wedding she was known as the whore of Canterlot
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                                            > It was no secret that she got around back in the day.
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                                            > As Shining Armour's sister and future princess of Equestria, I couldn’t sit back and watch him marry a floozy!
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                                            > I had to change her
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                                            > I needed her to realize she wasn't a sex object.
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                                            > It took a lot of work on my end, but after weeks of begging (and a little blackmail) She agreed to attend six months of sex addiction rehab
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                                            > I don’t know what they did in there, but when she was released she was a completely different pony!
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                                            > Seeing how much she's changed for Shinings happiness warms my heart!
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                                            > I watched as she poured a bottle of cough syrup into her vodka, turning the drink into a dark purple paste
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                                            > Her eyes darted back and forth, then suddenly and without hesitation she slammed back the drink
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                                            > She chugged the brew in under ten seconds
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                                            > immediately her eyes began to cross and a wobbling smile extended across her face
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                                            > I can tell that she's so much happier now that she gave up sex with strangers.
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                                            > It feels good helping your friends!
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                                            > I made my way to the table and began observing the food
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                                            > Pickles and peanut butter?
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                                            > hot sauce and ice cream?
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                                            > I guess it was worth a shot.
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                                            > As I grabbed a bowl of the spice cream, Sugar Belle entered the room
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                                            “Hi Sugar Belle, these must be all your pregnancy urge foods right?”
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                                            > “Ummmm….Oh! Yes."
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                                            > I shoved a spoonful of spice cream into my mouth
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                                            “It’s pretty yummy!”
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                                            > Sugar Belle wretched
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                                            > “Whatever you say, princess.”
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                                            > We all took our seats beside Cadence
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                                            > I began to chow down on all the strange flavors
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                                            > Who would've thought that cantaloupe and gravy were such a good combination?
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                                            > Pregnant mares have such great instincts
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                                            > I looked up at Sugar Belle who was staring at me longingly
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                                            > "I've always liked spending time with you Twilight, I wish we could do this more often."
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                                            "I like you two Sugar Belle! By the way, how many months are you?"
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                                            > "Months? Of what?"
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                                            "Your pregnancy, silly!"
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                                            > "My?....Oh! I'm not pregnant!" She began the laugh
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                                            "So, what's with the belly?"
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                                            > "This? Oh, it's cum."
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                                            > Her voice was so casual I swear I misheard
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                                            > Did she say…Cum?
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                                            "Wait…What?"
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                                            > "Yeah!” She snorted “Griffin seed is very thick and sticky. I can't seem to push it out so it just kinda sits inside there."
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                                            > She wiggled her stomach and I could hear the cum splashing against the walls of her body
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                                            > I felt like I was gonna be sick
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                                            > "A pony can't get impregnated by Griffins, it's unheard of."
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                                            "You're unheard of Sugar Belle. What pony in their right mind would have sex with a Griffin anyways?"
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                                            > Cadence chuckled to herself
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                                            >I turned to her ready to judge without scruples
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                                            "You never."
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                                            > "Oh come on Twilight, we're all adults here."
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                                            "You two are disgusting." I huffed the proceeded to take a bite out of a giant deep-fried chocolate chip cookie stuffed with gravy.
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                                            > "Well Twilight, what's the most taboo thing you've done in bed." Cadence asked with a goofy smile
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                                            "I've never bedded any pony….Or any creatures for that matter."
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                                            > "Really!?" The two gasped
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                                            "I'm waiting to find a pony who truly loves me."
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                                            > "I hope he's a chubby chaser." Sugar Belle giggled
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                                            "Not funny," I warned
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                                            > "Come on Twilight, I wouldn't consider any of us to be thin by any standards."
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                                            337.
                                            > Cadence slapped her gut and it began to growl in its own distinct tone
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                                            338.
                                            > She had a chubby beer belly and cried like a weeping whale
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                                            339.
                                            > A testament to her drinking habits
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                                            340.
                                            
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                                            341.
                                            > I looked back over at Sugar Belle who was jiggling her cum stuffed stomach
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                                            342.
                                            > The seed sloshed around her belly and sounded like a
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                                            343.
                                            > I turned my head downwards to my own body
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                                            344.
                                            > A large mass of bubbling fat
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                                            345.
                                            
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                                            346.
                                            > "You should embrace the freedom of being single." Cadence said as she poured herself a cup of vodka
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                                            347.
                                            > "Marriage is so limiting."
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                                            348.
                                            “But isn’t monogamy so much more fulfilling?”
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                                            349.
                                            > “Sure.” She said with a sarcastic eye roll
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                                            350.
                                            > She drank the entire cup in one big gulp and then licked her lips.
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                                            351.
                                            > "I think that after a couple more bottles I'll start my serious afternoon drinking. How about the three of us throw a party at the embassy tonight? With all the drugs, sex, and food we desire."
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                                            352.
                                            
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                                            353.
                                            > I don't know how she did it
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                                            354.
                                            > She had enough alcohol in her blood to kill a whale
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                                            355.
                                            > Along with all the other intoxicants pumping through her vains
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                                            356.
                                            > Cadance was so much different than me
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                                            357.
                                            > She was impulsive and exciting
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                                            358.
                                            > A part of me wishes I was like her
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                                            359.
                                            
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                                            360.
                                            "Sure Cadence, I would love to attend." I nodded
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                                            361.
                                            > "Me too!" Sugar Belle chirped
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                                            362.
                                            > "Then it's settled. Meet me at the embassy tonight and we'll throw the best party Sugar Mountains has ever seen!"
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                                            363.
                                            > We all started to giggle
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                                            364.
                                            
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                                            365.
                                            
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                                            366.
                                            
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                                            367.
                                            “So what's this meeting for?
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                                            368.
                                            > “Princesses, I may have made an oopsie.”
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                                            369.
                                            > Oh great
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                                            370.
                                            > What problem am I going to have to fix now?
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                                            371.
                                            > “You see…I kind of signed away all the land and assets of Sugar Mountains to the Griffins.”
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                                            372.
                                            > “You what!?”
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                                            373.
                                            
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                                            374.
                                            > I began to panic
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                                            375.
                                            > This was the worst thing that could ever happen!
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                                            376.
                                            “Do you know what that means!? Do you realize how bad this will make me look!? I’ll get killed in the press! Celestia will have my wings for this!”
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                                            377.
                                            
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                                            378.
                                            > I looked over at Cadence
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                                            379.
                                            "Princess, what should we do?"
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                                            380.
                                            > She was shell shocked
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                                            381.
                                            > and while she gazed blankly into space the Griffons began encroaching on her again.
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                                            382.
                                            > She tossed her cup away and began chugging from her bottle
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                                            383.
                                            > Meanwhile, I began stuffing my face with food
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                                            384.
                                            > The griffons began to surround Sugar Belle who was tapping her hooves together nervously
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                                            385.
                                            
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                                            386.
                                            > “Ummm….Princesses?….What should we do about this?…I...I don’t really know what to do…” > Her voice trailed off slowly as the Griffins circled her
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                                            387.
                                            > The reality of the situation set in
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                                            388.
                                            > And all the three of us wanted to do was escape the mess we had made
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                                            389.
                                            
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                                            390.
                                            > We aren’t smart mares…
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                                            391.
                                            > Or sober mares…
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                                            392.
                                            > We’re not even healthy mares
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                                            393.
                                            > But the fate of Sugar Mountains rested in our hooves
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                                            394.
                                            > Celestia help us…
 
                         by Shroooomy
                         by Shroooomy
                         by Shroooomy
                         by Shroooomy
                         by Shroooomy