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PART 4
Another day, another minimum-wage shift. There was just an hour left before the mall closes and the food court was practically deserted. With all of her tasks done, the only thing she could do now was wait. While an occasional worker from the shoe store or the makeup kiosk would pass by, nobody wanted a smoothie this late in the day.
Suddenly, her growling stomach calls out for attention. She looks down at her large, hungry belly and gently shook it, letting it wobble beneath her tight uniform. “Guess it’s time to clean up,” she chuckled. While the leftover fruit would usually get tossed out by the end of the day, Applejack found a far more efficient way of cleaning out the extra food, as well as filling up her empty stomach.
Ever since that pie-eating contest with Rarity, she’s been stuffing herself endlessly for the past month, eager to beat her at the next competition. Along with her insatiable appetite, her whole body seemed to be growing a little bigger each day. She’s had to replace her wardrobe three times due to her sudden girth. In fact, her new work uniform was already feeling a bit snug after only a few days with it.
But she simply couldn’t help it. Recently, she found herself becoming carried away with her never-ending feasts, often forgetting why she was even doing this in the first place. It was almost like a trance-like state. Just the mere thought of food was enough to make her stomach growl.
Every night, she couldn’t resist the sweet and savory flavors that surrounded her. And she definitely couldn’t let it all go to waste. As the last hour ticked away, she stuffed herself with colorful drinks and delicious fruits, enough to satisfying a couple dozen customers. Ironically, as she binged on all that healthy food, her fat body was slowly and subtly growing. Her belly especially swelled, raising up her shirt and spilling over her skirt.
She looks down and rubs her bloating belly. “Well, there goes another one,” she said before gulping down another blender-full of strawberry smoothie.
Part 2 >>1507837
Part 3 >>1546881
PART 4
Another day, another minimum-wage shift. There was just an hour left before the mall closes and the food court was practically deserted. With all of her tasks done, the only thing she could do now was wait. While an occasional worker from the shoe store or the makeup kiosk would pass by, nobody wanted a smoothie this late in the day.
Suddenly, her growling stomach calls out for attention. She looks down at her large, hungry belly and gently shook it, letting it wobble beneath her tight uniform. “Guess it’s time to clean up,” she chuckled. While the leftover fruit would usually get tossed out by the end of the day, Applejack found a far more efficient way of cleaning out the extra food, as well as filling up her empty stomach.
Ever since that pie-eating contest with Rarity, she’s been stuffing herself endlessly for the past month, eager to beat her at the next competition. Along with her insatiable appetite, her whole body seemed to be growing a little bigger each day. She’s had to replace her wardrobe three times due to her sudden girth. In fact, her new work uniform was already feeling a bit snug after only a few days with it.
But she simply couldn’t help it. Recently, she found herself becoming carried away with her never-ending feasts, often forgetting why she was even doing this in the first place. It was almost like a trance-like state. Just the mere thought of food was enough to make her stomach growl.
Every night, she couldn’t resist the sweet and savory flavors that surrounded her. And she definitely couldn’t let it all go to waste. As the last hour ticked away, she stuffed herself with colorful drinks and delicious fruits, enough to satisfying a couple dozen customers. Ironically, as she binged on all that healthy food, her fat body was slowly and subtly growing. Her belly especially swelled, raising up her shirt and spilling over her skirt.
She looks down and rubs her bloating belly. “Well, there goes another one,” she said before gulping down another blender-full of strawberry smoothie.
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