Fat-Pony-Literature

Midnight could feel the weight of the spell book in her saddlebag as it bounced against her plump, wobbling flank. She bit her lip as she looked around her, observing the trees and bushes on either side of the path she was walking. She always used this path to get home from school—she enjoyed the seclusion it provided, away from prying eyes. And away from the bullying and teasing... "There she is!" Oh no. They'd found her. Midnight squeezed her eyes shut as they approached her. Four of them, all her age, all with malevolent sneers on their muzzles. "You trying to avoid us, Midnight?" one of them said, poking her roughly in her fleshy

Warning: The following fic contains fat/obese ponies, anthro ponies and high school shenanigans. If any of that is a turn-off for you, please leave now. ------------------------ "Mr. Blitz?" Rainbow Blitz started to attention, eyes wide. Crap… he’d been miles away, daydreaming about the upcoming Wonderbolts show the following week. At the top of the classroom, his history teacher, Sour Grape, a middle-aged, grey-furred mare with small reading glasses on her nose and evil in her heart, was regarding him with crossed arms and an annoyed expression. "Mr. Blitz," she said again, injecting a heavy dose of sarcasm into her voice, "w

Warning: The following fic contains fat/obese humans and airplane seats. If either of those displease you, I suggest you turn around. ------------------------ The hiss of the jet bridge, the rain falling and clattering on it from outside and the chatter and general tumult of her fellow passengers all mixed together to form a continuous wall of noise in Abacus Cinch’s ears as she found herself being herded along with them through the departure gate and down the jet bridge towards their waiting plane. She winced, covering her forehead with a hand. God, it was bad enough that she had to be here at close to six in the morning and go throu