Knock, knock, knock, knock.
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As his floppy ears perked up from the noise, Spike sprang up from his favorite spot on the couch and bolted to the front door. He came to a stop, however, as he recognized a green-haired figure through the frosted stained window. “Oh, it’s just him.” Spike said passively to himself. He walked up to the door and reached for the lock with his front paws, managing to turn it. “It’s open!” He barked aloud as he backed up to make room.
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Timber opened the door just enough to poke his head in at first, then opened up wider upon seeing the family pet. “Hey, Spike!” He greeted as he kneeled down closer. “How’s my favorite talking dog doing?”
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“I’m the only talking dog you know, dude.” Spike greeted back with little enthusiasm. “What are you doing here so early anyway?”
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“Finished up some work last night over at the campground, so I figured I’d surprise Twi with an early visit,” Timber explained as he rose back up.
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“She’s studying,” Spike stated flatly.
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“Oh. Um… I see.” Not expecting such an abrupt response. “And I’m guessing her parents aren't here?”
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“No, but they’ll be home soon. So you better not be thinking what I think you’re thinking,” the dog warned as his eyes narrowed.
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Timber’s face suddenly turned red. “What? No, no, no!” He chuckled nervously. “It’s nothing like that! I was just, you know, curious.”
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“Uh-huh,” Spike muttered, scratching the back of ear with disinterest.
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His blushing smile fading, Timber stood there for a moment, looking around the front porch trying to think of something else to say. “Oh, yeah. I heard about Shining and Cadance. Really happy for them.
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Spike rolled his eyes. “Just come in already.”
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“Thank you,” Timber sighed with relief as he finally stepped inside, thankful that they didn’t have to prolong this awkwardness any longer.
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Closing the door behind him, Spike Quickly walked up ahead of Timber. “Right this way,” he said as he turned a corner.
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“Alright. You lead the way, little guy,” Timber replied, following close behind.
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“Don’t patronize me, dude. I can pee on your shoes.”
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Moving through the house and up the staircase, Timber couldn’t help but think of how difficult it must’ve been getting for Twilight to move around. He had asked her about it multiple times on multiple different occasions. And every time, her answer was always some variation of ‘I'm doing fine’ with hardly any further explanation. At this point, Timber just had to assume she used her levitation magic to give herself a boost from time to time.
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In any case, he always admired her persistence.
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They reached the top of the stairs and turned towards Twilight’s bedroom, her door just barely opened ajar. “Wait out here,” Spike asked, letting himself in. “I’ll let you know if Twilight’s ready.”
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“Sure, but don’t make it seem like I’m rushing her or anything like that. Cause I really don’t mind waiting.” Timber quickly added before Spike bluntly kick the bedroom door closed.
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Looking around the bedroom, Spike took a moment to appreciate how neat and tidy it was considering how big of an eater Twilight has become. But on the other hand, he certainly didn't appreciate being greeted by the sight her 750-pound rear. "Hey, Twilight.'
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“In a minute, Spike,” Twilight grunted, barely looking up. Just as he figured, she was still rather busy at the moment, hunching over and rummaging through her bedside drawer. “I’m in the middle of a paper, but I can’t seem to find my notebook anywhere.”
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“Okay, then. But you wouldn’t wanna keep your favorite guy waiting, do you?” Spike playfully hinted.
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“I thought I already told you, Spike," she groaned as she straightened herself up, lumbering her whole body around just to face him. "I’m just not in the mood to take you out for a walk right now.”
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Practically feeling the floor shake beneath his paws with every footfall Twilight made, Spike watched as her immensely fat belly wobbled freely, no longer contained by her stretchy nighttime wear. And with her large chest rising and lowering with her heavy breathing, it seemed like such a simple task was taking quite a bit of effort from her. He’d be a lot more scared and worried if he wasn’t already used to seeing his owner fattening up every day. “You alright?”
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“I’m good,” Twilight assured, trying to catch her breath. “I’ll be fine as soon as my food gets here. And don’t worry, we’ll go for that walk once Timber gets here.”
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“That’s actually what I’m trying to tell you.”
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“What? That my SuperEats order is here?” She asked as her face began to light up.
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“Well, no, it’s not here yet. It’s-”
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“Not here?” She quickly stopped him before he could explain further, feeling rather dejected from the news. “Then what are you doing here? I told you to keep an eye on the front door. You know how I get on an empty stomach.”
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Spike simply scoffed back. “Yeah, we’d hate for you to miss your… What is it? Third breakfast or first brunch?” He asked with a cynical smirk on his snout.
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“Oh, quit being a smart-aleck and just go back out there! I still have work to do,” She demanded as she tediously began to turn herself back around.
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“Fine, I’ll leave,” Spike shrugged condescendingly. “But first… Yo, Timber!” He called out. “Come on in!”
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“Wha- Timber?” Before Twilight could understand what was happening, her boyfriend suddenly burst into the room.
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“Surprise!” Timber happily shouted as he walked in.
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“Timber!!!” Twilight shrieked. “Oh, my gosh! Wait! I’m not ready!” She tried to quickly turn away from him, hoping to spare herself from any further embarrassment. But as she did so, her clumsily chubby feet lost their footing. Thrown off balance by her own bulk, she begins to tumble backwards. “Spike, watch out!”
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“Whoa!!” Spike moved out of the way just in time as Twilight took a mighty fall.
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“Gotcha, Twi!” Timber called out.
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CRAAASH!!!
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It was a painfully dizzying blur for the both of them.
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Though the brunt of the fall was mostly cushioned by a well-padded backside, it was still quite a jolt to the senses. Twilight was feeling a harsh sting from her enormous butt-slam that sent shockwaves of pain throughout the rest of her body. Timber fared no better as he had his severely sore legs pinned underneath his massively obese girlfriend. At the very least, he was lucky enough to avoid getting crushed to death.
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After a moment of letting things settle down and giving everyone a chance to gather themselves, Spike couldn't help himself. He just burst out laughing. “Well, I think that would’ve been the perfect time to call out TIMBER! Ha ha ha!”
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“Ugh, Spike…” Twilight grumbled as she began to snap out of her daze, trying to peek over her large breasts to find her mangy mutt.
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“Anyway, I’m gonna check on that delivery for you,” he quickly said before making his escape.
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“Spike!!!”
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Twilight — 754 lbs
Timber — 190 lb