“Penny! That’s mine,” whined Bran as the portly Pegasus attempted to scramble the steep slopes of her gluttonous friend’s doughy derriere. Bran struggling on Penny’s flabby flanks, unable to get a good grip on the brown butterball’s round rear, as her hooves simply sank into the gargantuan glutes like quicksand as if the plush plot were made of putty. The bubbly backside bouncing with each of Bran’s urgent motions, as each strenuous motion echoed through the jostling mass of flabby female flesh causing her curves to clap. Bran’s tiny wings fluttering in agitation as she had mounted the massive mare in a fruitless attempt to save even one of her hayburgers from Penny’s guzzling gob as the mare gorged herself in a feasting frenzy.
 
The motions echoing into Penny’s haunches as Bran rode the wide load, though her little tantrum seemed to do little to dissuade her gorging as Penny continued to tear chunks out of her hayburger completely unfazed by the frantic flurry flailing on her flanks. The mare’s mouth painted with mustard as she took a bite out of the last condiment caked patty, completely ignoring her friend who had made the fatal mistake of offering to pay for dinner and would now pay for the folly of such an indulgence. The entire order disappearing down Penny’s throat to the sound of tearing wrappers and wet gulps as she practically inhaled the first few burgers before the mare began to chew her greasy grub as though she were packing on calories for hibernation. Bran had been powerless as even the flightless fatty had been taken off guard by the sheer display of gluttony, as she watched the entire platter disappear into the heavy-set horse as she stuffed her chubby cheeks like a chipmunk.
 
Bran just couldn’t stop her, as she rode her sedentary stead trying to stop the force of nature that was the flurry of slapping lips and satisfied swallows. The whole event taking her off guard, and by the time she realized it was too late to save her snacks from the slurping storm, unable to do anything but watch as Penny’s barrel ballooned as the bloated belly filled with food. The gurgles of the stomach loud as it already began processing the lunch load, as though it was mocking Bran with audible groans and the light sloshing of simmering scrag. Penny giving one last audible swallow before unleashing a raunchy burp that rattled her lips like a gastric gale, as she voided some of the air that had snuck down her gullet as she had inhaled her fill. The mare mulling the full feeling for a moment, before slowly turning to look over her shoulder with a satisfied smile upon her clout up muzzle to look at her friend who was making such a fuming fuss. Bran shooting daggers at her with her hazel eyes, as her face scrunched into most intimidating expression her adipose accentuated muzzle could make to fully emphasize how livid she was. Penny just returning the irritated gaze with a infuriating question…
 
“I am sorry, were you going to eat that?”
 
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The clash of the titans, as Bran foolishly said she would pay for Pencil’s lunch. Unfortunatly for the brown bumble bee it seems Penny decided to eat the pegasus’s lunch as well.
 
A collab for the gift that collab between me and Crazy Water did for Penny, as i thought it would be fun to write a pair of fattys fighting
 
A story in the source as always, please do not repost it in the comments bellow.