The background for this one was also drawn by kerjois!
He started this sequence and sadly had to move on from FA, but gave me permission to complete it and drew the backgrounds for this and pt 4 as surprise
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A few months had passed since their equine trainer had quit at the mere sight of Pumpkin’s burgeoning figure, and the family had since dropped any pretenses they’d briefly held of trying to restrict Pumpkin from anything she might desire. As a result, that rate at which she was packing on excess blubber had only continued to increase. Now, although still technically mobile, Pumpkin was less and less inclined to ever leave the comfort of her barn. Why would she after all? Her every need and desire would be taken care of by the family’s groundskeeping staff turned full time pony pamperers, without the spoiled equine having to move a muscle.
Today, the wealthy family, or more accurately their staff, was packing up some of their prized possessions to take with them to their vacation home, a slightly smaller mansion with a private beach, and their daughter, Emily, had pleaded with her parents to bring Pumpkin with them. Luckily they still conveniently possessed the trailer that had carried pumpkin to them the day they’d purchased her, having simply bought the trailer she was delivered in for convenience. An unfortunate complication however, was that while Pumpkin had over doubled in width and likely at least tripled in weight since arriving on the estate, the trailer’s dimensions and weight capacity remained unchanged.
The family and their groundskeeping staff approached Pumpkin cautiously as she lounged in her barn, fully aware of the immense challenge that lay ahead. With coaxing words and bucketfuls of pastries and sugary treats, they managed to entice Pumpkin to reluctantly heave her bulk from the soft bed of hay she had been lounging on.
With great effort, Pumpkin rose to her feet, her massive belly undulating heavily beneath her as she reluctantly shifted her weight, making short work of the stream of cupcakes and donuts that were offered to her non stop to keep her cooperative. Her breath came in labored gasps, and beads of sweat glistened on her furrowed brow. Yet, the promise of more sweets spurred her forward, albeit at a comically sluggish pace.
The family members circled around Pumpkin, their voices laced with encouragement as they guided her towards the waiting trailer. Each plodding step was a monumental task for the lardy lump of a pony, her limbs were pillars of flab, straining under the weight of her own excess. Her thick rolls of fat jiggled with each movement, the sheer mass of her body making it a struggle to keep moving. The thick rolls of fat that swaddled her already exhausted limbs were so corpulent they were beginning to sag low enough to even obscure part of her hooves.
The trailer stood before Pumpkin, its ramp sloping gently upward, seemingly insurmountable to her bloated form. Despite the tantalizing prospect of a trough loaded with treats awaiting her inside, Pumpkin hesitated, her heavy, wheezing breaths filling the air.
With a resigned sigh, two of their staff, who were well versed in handling Pumpkin's increasing lethargy positioned themselves behind the portly pony, their hands pressing against and sinking into her massive, squishy rump. Slowly, they began to apply pressure, urging Pumpkin forward with gentle nudges, while Emily remained in front of her, continuing to offer Pumpkin a motivational stream of pastries.
At first, Pumpkin resisted, her bulk proving to be a formidable obstacle. But with persistence and the promise of more sweet rewards awaiting her inside the trailer, she begrudgingly began to ascend the incline.
The effort required to move her massive frame was evident, the flabby, weakened muscles in her legs straining under the weight of her own corpulence. Her thick, globular ass cheeks and stacks of blubbery thigh rolls jiggled and wobbled with each shuffling step, the exertion causing beads of sweat to form on her fur as she struggled against gravity.
Watching from behind, the family could see just how excessively obese Pumpkin had become, as her heavy gut sagged down and squished against the surface of the ramp, pooling out so far to either side of her that it sagged a bit off of each edge of the ramp. As she laboriously ascended further up the gentle incline, it became increasingly obvious that Pumpkin had become quite a bit wider than the doorway itself. Still, they’d come this far already, so they had to try.
Soon, she neared the top of the ramp and began practically dragging herself inside. Step by agonizing step, Pumpkin inched her way into the trailer, her corpulence filling the entire doorframe and spreading past it on each flank. The frame pressed deeply into her gut as they attempted to squeeze the obese equine inside, and she shifted uncomfortably, accomplishing nothing much besides vigorously wobbling her excessive reserves of blubber.
With great effort, the family's staff managed to coax Pumpkin further into the trailer, her ponderous bulk pressing heavily against the frame causing it to creak and groan under the strain. Her rounded belly, now a vast expanse of soft lard, squished against the sides, impeding their progress but not halting it entirely.
But as they reached Pumpkin's haunches and rump, the true extent of her obesity became painfully apparent. No amount of pushing or shoving could compress the immense layer of blubber that enveloped her hindquarters enough to fit through the narrow doorway.
Frustration mounted among the staff as they struggled to maneuver Pumpkin's unwieldy body into the trailer.
They grunted and strained, their efforts yielding little progress. Despite the valiant effort of the employees, their hands sinking deep into the flabby pony rump that was totally devoid of muscle tone, it soon became painfully evident that their task was futile. No matter how hard they pushed and strained, Pumpkin's colossal bulk simply refused to cooperate.
Her hindquarters, swollen with layers of fat, had become too wide to fit through the narrow doorway of the trailer. Each attempt to maneuver her inside only resulted in her hefty frame becoming wedged tighter, her blubbery cheeks stubbornly resisting any attempt to squeeze them through.
Pumpkin herself remained passive throughout the ordeal, oblivious to the inconvenience she posed. Her heavy panting filled the air as she watched the futile attempts to squeeze her into the trailer. She made no attempt to assist in her own loading, content to let others do the work for her as she indulged in more snacks, lost in a sugary haze of contentment She continued to munch on the treats proffered by Emily, her insatiable appetite driving her to devour each morsel with gusto.
Reluctantly, they laboriously backed the obese pony out of the trailer, her ponderous form spilling lazily onto the grass beside the ornate driveway. Pumpkin sat heavily, her massive frame sinking into and pooling across the soft earth as she indulged in the sugary snacks that had awaited her in the trailer’s feeder, which Emily had sneakily retrieved for her as they waited for the family's new custom ordered extra heavy duty horse trailer to be speedily delivered from one of their contacts in the agricultural industry. After all, money was no object to them when it came to catering to their beloved Pumpkin’s convenience.
He started this sequence and sadly had to move on from FA, but gave me permission to complete it and drew the backgrounds for this and pt 4 as surprise
< prev 7 next >
A few months had passed since their equine trainer had quit at the mere sight of Pumpkin’s burgeoning figure, and the family had since dropped any pretenses they’d briefly held of trying to restrict Pumpkin from anything she might desire. As a result, that rate at which she was packing on excess blubber had only continued to increase. Now, although still technically mobile, Pumpkin was less and less inclined to ever leave the comfort of her barn. Why would she after all? Her every need and desire would be taken care of by the family’s groundskeeping staff turned full time pony pamperers, without the spoiled equine having to move a muscle.
Today, the wealthy family, or more accurately their staff, was packing up some of their prized possessions to take with them to their vacation home, a slightly smaller mansion with a private beach, and their daughter, Emily, had pleaded with her parents to bring Pumpkin with them. Luckily they still conveniently possessed the trailer that had carried pumpkin to them the day they’d purchased her, having simply bought the trailer she was delivered in for convenience. An unfortunate complication however, was that while Pumpkin had over doubled in width and likely at least tripled in weight since arriving on the estate, the trailer’s dimensions and weight capacity remained unchanged.
The family and their groundskeeping staff approached Pumpkin cautiously as she lounged in her barn, fully aware of the immense challenge that lay ahead. With coaxing words and bucketfuls of pastries and sugary treats, they managed to entice Pumpkin to reluctantly heave her bulk from the soft bed of hay she had been lounging on.
With great effort, Pumpkin rose to her feet, her massive belly undulating heavily beneath her as she reluctantly shifted her weight, making short work of the stream of cupcakes and donuts that were offered to her non stop to keep her cooperative. Her breath came in labored gasps, and beads of sweat glistened on her furrowed brow. Yet, the promise of more sweets spurred her forward, albeit at a comically sluggish pace.
The family members circled around Pumpkin, their voices laced with encouragement as they guided her towards the waiting trailer. Each plodding step was a monumental task for the lardy lump of a pony, her limbs were pillars of flab, straining under the weight of her own excess. Her thick rolls of fat jiggled with each movement, the sheer mass of her body making it a struggle to keep moving. The thick rolls of fat that swaddled her already exhausted limbs were so corpulent they were beginning to sag low enough to even obscure part of her hooves.
The trailer stood before Pumpkin, its ramp sloping gently upward, seemingly insurmountable to her bloated form. Despite the tantalizing prospect of a trough loaded with treats awaiting her inside, Pumpkin hesitated, her heavy, wheezing breaths filling the air.
With a resigned sigh, two of their staff, who were well versed in handling Pumpkin's increasing lethargy positioned themselves behind the portly pony, their hands pressing against and sinking into her massive, squishy rump. Slowly, they began to apply pressure, urging Pumpkin forward with gentle nudges, while Emily remained in front of her, continuing to offer Pumpkin a motivational stream of pastries.
At first, Pumpkin resisted, her bulk proving to be a formidable obstacle. But with persistence and the promise of more sweet rewards awaiting her inside the trailer, she begrudgingly began to ascend the incline.
The effort required to move her massive frame was evident, the flabby, weakened muscles in her legs straining under the weight of her own corpulence. Her thick, globular ass cheeks and stacks of blubbery thigh rolls jiggled and wobbled with each shuffling step, the exertion causing beads of sweat to form on her fur as she struggled against gravity.
Watching from behind, the family could see just how excessively obese Pumpkin had become, as her heavy gut sagged down and squished against the surface of the ramp, pooling out so far to either side of her that it sagged a bit off of each edge of the ramp. As she laboriously ascended further up the gentle incline, it became increasingly obvious that Pumpkin had become quite a bit wider than the doorway itself. Still, they’d come this far already, so they had to try.
Soon, she neared the top of the ramp and began practically dragging herself inside. Step by agonizing step, Pumpkin inched her way into the trailer, her corpulence filling the entire doorframe and spreading past it on each flank. The frame pressed deeply into her gut as they attempted to squeeze the obese equine inside, and she shifted uncomfortably, accomplishing nothing much besides vigorously wobbling her excessive reserves of blubber.
With great effort, the family's staff managed to coax Pumpkin further into the trailer, her ponderous bulk pressing heavily against the frame causing it to creak and groan under the strain. Her rounded belly, now a vast expanse of soft lard, squished against the sides, impeding their progress but not halting it entirely.
But as they reached Pumpkin's haunches and rump, the true extent of her obesity became painfully apparent. No amount of pushing or shoving could compress the immense layer of blubber that enveloped her hindquarters enough to fit through the narrow doorway.
Frustration mounted among the staff as they struggled to maneuver Pumpkin's unwieldy body into the trailer.
They grunted and strained, their efforts yielding little progress. Despite the valiant effort of the employees, their hands sinking deep into the flabby pony rump that was totally devoid of muscle tone, it soon became painfully evident that their task was futile. No matter how hard they pushed and strained, Pumpkin's colossal bulk simply refused to cooperate.
Her hindquarters, swollen with layers of fat, had become too wide to fit through the narrow doorway of the trailer. Each attempt to maneuver her inside only resulted in her hefty frame becoming wedged tighter, her blubbery cheeks stubbornly resisting any attempt to squeeze them through.
Pumpkin herself remained passive throughout the ordeal, oblivious to the inconvenience she posed. Her heavy panting filled the air as she watched the futile attempts to squeeze her into the trailer. She made no attempt to assist in her own loading, content to let others do the work for her as she indulged in more snacks, lost in a sugary haze of contentment She continued to munch on the treats proffered by Emily, her insatiable appetite driving her to devour each morsel with gusto.
Reluctantly, they laboriously backed the obese pony out of the trailer, her ponderous form spilling lazily onto the grass beside the ornate driveway. Pumpkin sat heavily, her massive frame sinking into and pooling across the soft earth as she indulged in the sugary snacks that had awaited her in the trailer’s feeder, which Emily had sneakily retrieved for her as they waited for the family's new custom ordered extra heavy duty horse trailer to be speedily delivered from one of their contacts in the agricultural industry. After all, money was no object to them when it came to catering to their beloved Pumpkin’s convenience.
Category All / Fat Furs
Species Horse
Gender Female
Size 1919 x 1919px
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